Текст песни чёрный холм - май-страна

Next stop
"Saturn's rings in the spring"
our train, passing the sun,
takes us with you to the May-country

there at the train station thousands of galaxies
cigarettes to hundreds of years of emptiness
there, in the world high-rise buildings
someone lives, not wanting to hate

end time on the rails
you need to catch a ride rather
we wrote silly songs
can now open and vodka

and retire beyond the universe
Compass crazy for a long time
rush forward in ancient measurements,
where it never had dark

and passing by the gates of paradise
you must not forget to remind me to ask
maybe someone here knows
as we would cut their way

the way to the country in May,