Текст песни Лев Лещенко - Старый трамвай

Century his surviving tram,
Love rolled into the past.
Someone calls stopping
We cannot make out forgotten words.
One doesn’t get a ticket,
And there is no desire for execution.
Come to us in the tram
Someone third
And the happy one will tear off the ticket.

Draw a question mark on the glass,
Draw an exclamation mark on the glass,
I get knocked on wheels - you're not a friend and not an enemy
Question mark,
Exclamation point.
I can’t understand and get used to it in any way,
Draw a question mark on the glass,
Draw an exclamation mark on the glass,
And someone will think
Something is wrong here.

The rails in the old streets were in the way
The streetcar ringing woke up.
You and I decide something for a long time,
Someone must go out first.
A turn swung our trailer,
The branch rustled on the glass.
We made a circle, the path is over ...
Well, yesterday and tomorrow on the corner.

Draw a question mark on the glass,
Draw an exclamation mark on the glass,
I get knocked on wheels - you're not a friend and not an enemy
Question mark,
Exclamation point.
I can’t understand and get used to it in any way,
Draw a question mark on the glass,
Draw an exclamation mark on the glass,
And someone will think
Something is wrong here.