Текст песни Александр Гейнц и Сергей Данилов - Ода плацкартному купе

As a small world second-class compartment,
Where on the table preserves, bread and tea.
You can help lift the backpack with shoulder
And will not be bored,
A train will hurtle wheels banging.

A windows winter forest, rail joints,
Ringing river, the bridge, the sound of wheels ...
 Evening, shadow, day-night-day
Cries flocks - away, away, away.

In compartment - flirt, but in general - mess,
How not to guess, just a mile reserved seat,
But, mind you, not to take the road maps,
Besides the tourist circuits,
And there are no more problems,
One desire - to start.

               And in winter wood windows ...

Do not rush trails his door,
Stop and Listen to the melody.
You leave in the morning on the trail,
As well, there
Second-class compartment ...

               Also, winter forest ...

As a small world second-class compartment ...