Текст песни Михаил Трегер - Мы - прощания дети

send-off

Explore busily fills glasses -
Sweet tea, a bitter taste, but an empty window;
Leave us, like the meridians,
Leaving apart in one direction.

And the tangle of our destinies, indivisible, the atom,
Smash, rumbling, the train on the ground;
And lights on the front of the dial Shcherbatov
As in his forehead wrinkled old star.

Stoplight dissolved, only leaf paper
He shall stretch out accidentally buzzing nights
In it a leitmotif - all does not matter, it does not matter,
Between the continuum of commas as the bass clef.

My platform is serving with the city that,
Along with this country - no one knows where;
We do not love children, we have children farewell,
And it flows like water, by us train.

1991