Текст песни Прохор и Пузо - Турист

Dim light in the window
evil eyes of the cashier
I'll have a little more
until the last train

I'll take a deserted train
and I will go to the final
it's already dark outside the window
why am I so careless

there behind the foliage
covered with grass
down the path
someone with a scythe is waiting

Haste steps of passers-by
Calm down on the platform
I am retreating into the depths
terrain unfamiliar to me

there at the edge
in a dark hut
creak wooden
laugh of a hoarse old woman

there behind the foliage
grassy
down the path
someone with a scythe is waiting