Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - Вагонные споры

Carriage disputes - the last thing,
When nothing else to drink.
But the train goes, the bottle was empty,
And pulls talk.

And the two agreed not to fear, and the conscience,
Wheels chased a dream.
One said: & quot; Our life - a train & quot ;.
Another said: & quot; & quot ;. Perron

One stated: & quot; On the way our pure & quot ;,
Another objection: & quot; Not to fat & quot ;.
One said, well, we machinists,
Another said: & quot; & quot ;. Passengers

One said: & quot; We have freedom - award
We train where it is necessary to conduct & quot ;.
Another said: & quot; no need to configure,
How to get in it, and let us go down & quot ;.

A first shouted: & quot; We have an open road
For many, many years! & Quot;
The second replied: & quot; not so much -
All the matter in the price of the ticket & quot ;.

A first shouted: & quot; where we want, there we go,
And if you can you should turn!
The second replied that the train will travel
Only where the paved road.

And both have gone somewhere near Taganrog,
Among the endless fields.
And everyone went their separate ways,
A train went his.