Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Транзитный

I'm walking on a transit platform
The train has arrived and the conductor is waiting.
Gray-haired, in a smoothed form,
Give me a respite even for a moment!

The warm wind ruffles my hair
The day is calm and fresh today ...
Why is the growing thrill
With every step it takes away hope ?!

Track metronome with steady pulse
He counts the steps up to the carriage.
Somewhere the desire to wake up beats
And the fading cry of "Run away!"

The guide with unblinking eyes
Examined my dented ticket.
Semaphore signal switched,
Dawn loomed in the distance ...

Away from doubts! In transit, I believe
Will take you to some gates!
And I stepped into the carriage doors,
Without daring to look back!

A.V.S.