Текст песни Елена Гудкова - Питер-Владивосток

Tolstoy loved very much
Books excitedly read
Walk in a robe
And walk barefoot
Chekhov preferred
Catch fish in the river
Lermontov, he was fed
Passion for mathematics

Everyone reads books
Even imagine those
Who writes these books
We are on the same wave
We read them everywhere
At home and on the train
Which is getting closer

From west to east!
Peter-Vladivostok!
On the roads of roads
The train reader
Rides to the knock of wheels
August, flowering of roses
And myriads of stars
In the haze of flickering

Gogol burned in hearts
Manuscripts of leaflets
And woven on the comb
Fashionable belts
Nabokov sent letters
Delicate narrowed
He played chess
And learned Luzhina

Everyone reads books
Even imagine those
Who writes these books
We are on the same wave
We read them everywhere
At home and on the train
Which is getting closer

From west to east!
Peter-Vladivostok!
On the roads of roads
The train reader
Rides to the knock of wheels
August, flowering of roses
And myriads of stars
In the haze of flickering