Текст песни Конец Фильма - Автобус

Am
- Young man! Pass the ticket!
- With pleasure, a middle-aged woman!
I will give you a ticket, buy a bouquet,
On the ticket six digits, this is my hello.
As you this bus? Do you like it?
The whole world is separated from us glass,
We're going, but we will get nowhere,
We will never with him not quit!
G F # G
This bus goes nowhere!

Am
Inside, warm, too warm,
No one can understand where we drifted.
It is necessary to pull the cord, squeeze the glass,
But the body was numb, and his hands cramped.
Hm
Nobody remembers what day it is,
Am
No one can say right now the winter or spring,
Nobody knows what this country
One can not distinguish reality from a dream!
It is necessary to jump! Otherwise, we will go mad!
G F # G
This bus goes nowhere!