Текст песни Антон Арцев - Я люблю провожать поезда

I love to accompany the train,
So someone will come back once
Light joy of sadness will be wrapped,
Smile to someone star.

I love the tart air station,
in it some strange mixture,
from carnations, fire and sandal
He, of course, smoked all.

I love dusty smell of the car,
Space tea and raw underwear,
smell of childhood and mother's house,
And some stupid lies.

I love strict Abris Perron,
he brings the ice, then fire,
On the night of throwing steel cars,
Whispering: "You will forget her."

I will forget that it was so painful
talk through the window: "Goodbye",
But I remember once unwittingly
Shelest wind. Live, do not miss.

Do not be bored.

I love to accompany the train,
So someone will come back once
Light joy of sadness will be wrapped,
Smile to someone star.