Текст песни Тише пчол - Поезд дураков

Camouflage light in the window each drawn
Thunder lightning laughing with low clouds
Somehow people shivering through the cars packed
On the marshes lost the train of fools
Pop out of the fifth compartment poisoned by his own censer
Boiling water in a glass of sugar smoldering choking
Squander we see, forest roads landmarks
Because it turned off the tracks in the mud.

The locomotive is not to blame
We finally wink
Sad eyes semaphore
In a thousandth of a mile

Tambour beggars on the locomotive firebox does not start
Fed up with the song they are even red-hot smoke
Beggars break the door a bunch of pitiful weak-sighted
Lethargic conductor became quite gray
Mouths of people crammed epidemic infectious
Dying curtains give your fabric
Yet see how the composition of the devil driven arms
Tons of ash spewing, crisscrossing Elan.

The locomotive is not to blame
We finally wink
Sad eyes semaphore
In a thousandth of a mile

In the gentry nest stray mine land
Blood will flow from a rabid dog with fangs
After paying a penny to the driver fireman
We'll see. We drowned the train of fools
From ringing bells mouse deserted wallet
May plumb the sun in the sky blank bow
Calm the swamp, only slowly and softly
Bubbles in water gives birth to a blue car