Author: M. Tariverdiev - E. Evtushenko
Album: Life What Fairy Tale
Late,
I love you late.
You go like a train! A train! A train!
And one on the platform
Rain and me.
No, do not cry!
Rain, do not cry!
Let me pay.
For you.
Wind,
He understands me
He hugs me, the wind! Wind! Wind!
He is like me on the platform,
Lonely!
There is no God, there is no God, there is only a train,
But he is distant!
Late!
You should not hope for me on stop cranes!
Late!
Late!
Late!
Train, the train was already away.
You will not return it.
Rails, you are so much stretching,
You are so tight, rails, rails, rails, rails,
In this train, there is no place for me
Only in the palm of the autumn leaf,
Autumn leaf
Like my ticket.
Late!
You should not hope for me on stop cranes!
Late!
Late!
Late!
Train, the train was already away.
He will not return it.
Late, I love you late.
You leave like a train, train, train, train ...
