Текст песни Сергей Алексеев - Деревянные трамваи

Wooden trams
                  Sergey Alekseev

Go watch, year, rainfall, time heals us and punishes.
We leave behind is the pass, the fracture,
In some parks scattered those wooden trams,
Where fled footballer, boxer and a girl with a paddle.

Where did the bearded one - the sailor, the other - a geologist,
Such noisy at night, such modest in the morning,
Where did Hemingway, ruler of the minds and bookshelves,
Where Nefertiti moon face, belevshy here yesterday.

Almost inaudible through the fog sad voice Okudzhava,
Voice sang toast when the glass is already devastated by a third.
We have experienced laughter and fear, we put out a hundred fires,
In which film on the bones had still burn.

& Quot; What former stir? & Quot ;, - the poet said. I know that,
But still not strong enough to agree with him to the end.
When so want to catch up with those wooden trams,
What was taken for my turn two grandfathers and father.