Текст песни Роман Ланкин - Томск

My town is dense
My town is creaky
People live in it,
However, as elsewhere -
In the morning to work,
In the evening - home, worries,
At night, one concern
Food bed.

This, my friends, is my city
The city where I was young
The city where I met
Your love.
Slowly like a tram
My life is floating
I'm her like a song
I sing to myself.

Everywhere relatives -
Nowhere to retire:
This is not your capital
This is not Moscow for you.
This, my friends, is my city
Doom of the damned is full -
Poor soul blooming
Tryn grass

The quiet tune of harmony
My heart will fill
I will soar and right there
I’ll fall down.
All this, no doubt
Tomsk attraction -
So along the evening streets
I am coming.

Provincial city
In the haze of the evening melts
The wind caresses
Gray poplars.
Stretch into the distance, stooping
Maples along Tomsk streets.
However, as well as, perhaps,
My whole life.