Текст песни ТЧ - Машинист понимая рукою помашет

I get out of the car
At the station, far,
Slowly lit
On an empty platform.
Hello City
Provincial far!
Hello, childhood
Forgotten gold!
The driver, realizing
Waves its hand.
It is the same as I
Forever Hobo
Pobredu at dawn
Among ripe arable lands
And the slant hay
In the meadows lie down.
Chorus: Do not look at the clock!
Our time has not yet happened,
A cherry blossom in the garden,
Morning wet with dew.
Let go of all the words
And yet without hesitation.
Embroidery embroidered deer,
Painted Moscow.
Chorus:
And in neighboring homes
Lighted window.
Sweet smoke at dawn
Enveloped the roof.
The sun rises
Higher and higher
And my clothes
Wet with dew.
Will be an evening today
With friends long,
Mother-old woman
Rascheshet gray locks.
I came back to you
Old town,
I returned home,
So, all right,
Chorus: