Текст песни Александр Розенбаум - Голосую

Votes among the mud and bad weather,
Tears - on groshik, salt - to the penny.
I used to get only to the platform Happiness -
Peresyadu there on the freight train.

On the bandwagon choke cold wind -
Behind everything away my house.
I'm on the logs, finally, wait for an answer,
Why in the world we live in.

There, across the country, fly, my train,
There's one side of the trail trampled.
I bowed to the ground in Kolyma belt
And those who fell in the permafrost.

Go with the stars, Human Ocean
I do not get tired, you hear, my dear.
Among the taiga, watered with the blood of the plots
Locate your grave myself.

Among cornflower field, mushroom,
Near the blackened stumps of old
Throw off his hat and say softly word -
Can anyone answer me ...

There, across the country, fly, my train,
There's one side of the trail trampled.
I bowed to the ground in Kolyma belt
And those who fell in the permafrost.

Votes among the mud and bad weather,
Voice ...