Текст песни Сергей и Татьяна Никитины - Три фигурки

THREE FIGURES

On the Petrozavodsk apron,
unsteady, like a ferry,
was my favorite with the children.
Children almost ran alongside her
and they asked me to look:
'Dad, you take us on a train ...'

Something in you has come from a soldier.
All separation, like a game of hide and seek.
Suddenly then you can’t find each other?
Women in the shower are always ready
silently go from wives to widows,
because they are so pierced by calls
railway track.

On the platform, almost at the edge,
the three figures were shrinking, melting.
Three figures - my whole family.
Monuments are rubbish, like cigarette butts.
What is left? Only three figures -
my dying homeland.