Текст песни Лера Кузнецова - Все поезда спешат на юг

Outside the window, reddened in March
Snow is melting along Nikolsky Avenue
I'm sitting over a deck of cards -
Again I study the shape of Kola

Somewhere out there
Hidden gray Lapland.
And conjures his dowry.
There is winter - that's what I need

Chorus:
All trains rush south.
One to the north, and even then not often
Buy a ticket, leave for the Arctic Circle
There, among the blizzards, happiness is hidden.

I’ll pack my simple baggage
Forgetting about the graceful audience.
This is not a passing whim
The heart requires new music.

Fresh wind will play a chord
The rhythm will measure the mountain with rockfalls.
And the soul at the top sings
About the mountains, that's where I need it.

Chorus:
All trains rush south.
And we are in a hurry and torn to pieces.
Buy a ticket, leave for the Arctic Circle
There, among the blizzards, happiness is hidden

Let them prophesy trouble in my back.
But breaking through the snow sheet,
I will definitely go the route
I know where the treasure is hidden.

This risk and labor payment
Do not compare with any rewards.
They will pour it and sing it quietly
There are friends, that's where I need to

Chorus:
All trains rush south.
But the north is sacred communion for me
Buy a ticket, leave for the Arctic Circle
There, among the blizzards, happiness is hidden.