Текст песни Иван Баянов - Все Жмеринский помню вокзал...

All Zhmerinsky I remember the station,
Under it, like snakes tunnels,
A pedestal for war heroes,
And in the park there are green spruces.

There the train went roundabout,
Pillars flashed, stops ...
Intoxicated souls intoxicated air,
Kazatin, then Shepetivka.

The gray-haired guide at the door
Met me checking tickets
People also became kinder
Now forget about it ...

There is my school nearby,
I will never forget her
I will come to my native land,
I will definitely be here.

Walk down the alleys again
And I will go out to the station square,
May I remember my friends
There were a lot of them in those years.

And the cash desks are like bunkers,
Their people are not storming now,
They don't speak Russian here,
Often the cars are empty.

All Zhmerinsky I remember the station,
And the streets nearby are crooked
There is my waiting room,
And people who are not strangers to me.

Author Gennady Sivak.
October 25, 2002