Текст песни LuckyGL - Поезд Питер - Москва

So want to write about something
This night,
That not so easy to understand
Guys to midnitles.
And want to express everything inside
Turning all this
In beautifully flowing verse.
How much already behind
Behind the shoulders.
How many years counted hours ...
How many nights with tears ..
The train believes kilometers
From happiness
To empty and hellish abyss.
So I did not want to part.
I wanted to walk forever on the roofs
And sincerely laugh.
But ticket back in your pocket
Already slightly remembered
Well, ... and it happens.
The longest night -
On the top shelf of the placenta
On the way home.
Ridiculous phrases roneya
About the city of native.

Train Peter - Moscow
Outside the summer of the rain.
Train Peter - Moscow
It is unlikely that someone will understand
What am I now.

Way home
600 kilometers spedows
I so wanted sometimes
Forever to Peter to leave.
But the ticket is a traitor
With date
In the opposite end
Sadness cattons
But that month
What's there. On the banks of the Neva
Walking along granite shores
Forgetting about the bustle of Moscow,
Dead in memory.
And I will forget,
What will need to leave
At least for a second.
Peter - My Childhood City
Dream Town,
The city is beloved naturally.
I don `t want to leave
I want to be a little more,
What would be in the reflection of my eyes
Nevskaya water was visible.
Well, with things
On the platform,
I go into the wagon of the departure.
But there are still Nevsky water in the ears.

Train Peter - Moscow.
Way home.
Do not stay now even at night.
Train Peter - Moscow
Top regiment of the reserimar.
Train Peter - Moscow.
Tears are color
Cooled tea bag.

Well, here is Moscow,
Subway, cars,
Urban bustle.
On the pictures only Peter.
A couple of hours to home.
And again in your apartment ...
And somehow not to sleep ...
And somehow the shower sadly ...