Текст песни ПЕТЛЮРА - Беглец

You took your things, left your home
Now you have become like the wind that walked outside the window.
You are sitting in a train that carries you away
Into an unknown distance and foreign lands.

You light a cigarette and look out the window
Birds fly outside the window - they fly far.
And your train goes nowhere after them,
And farther away from home carries you away.

On a stranger's platform, I met you,
And I told you: "You find your pier."
Well, you answered me: "Friend, I know her -
"This nomadic life is my business."

And you took another train that carried away
Into your nomadic life under the rumble of wheels.
Maybe you will find your world without a home,
Life can be harsh - you yourself will understand everything.

You will understand everything, you yourself will understand
You will understand everything, you yourself will understand.