Текст песни Шкловский - Метрополитен

In the subway with a touch in darkness
Important sand, root I'm going to you.
Grieved ground dark paths
Cultural layer of ancient people.
Somewhere spark light, rare semaphore,
Arrow Il Sick Me I will point out the direction
And without a card and a ticket, I went into the way
And the place where you know somehow.

In the subway underground vein,
Where the spike sounds only the announcement of lost things.
Food, squeezing the seat, and in my window
Looking for a generation here for a long time.

And if you are tired, to believe after
Remember Metal my underground Batiskof,
And right through the center of the planet, I went on the road
And the place where you know somehow.

And if you're tired, to believe after
Remember Metal my underground Batiskof,
And peroving all escalators, whistles and turnstiles,
Right through the center of the planet, I went on the road (x2)
And I find out where you will come somehow.