Текст песни Ноль - Ехали по улицам трамваи...

Once the spring in early May
Roar, gnash , dust and grace ,
We drove through the streets of trams
Drove somewhere to die.
We drove through the streets of trams
Drove somewhere to die .

A forward, growling , raced cars,
Dirty , smelly car.
And the trees were crying , weeping ,
And by shit spitting , rustled the tire.
And the trees were crying , weeping ,
And by shit spitting , rustled the tire.

Like this, friends, freaks of nature ,
To work all had to flee on foot .
We drove through the streets of trams
Drove somewhere to die.
We drove through the streets of trams
Tramparke went to die.