Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Речной трамвай

The longest street in Moscow ,
At the quiet street of Moscow,
Where there is no foliage , but a lot of blue,
There our tram glides along the bridge .

Oh our tram rails and no calls -
There is no need of any song or word.
And I'm with you is so simple and easy,
As if there already and not Moscow .

And in the summer park cheer smoke
Easy to love and sadness unreliable ,
And we're at it from the deck looking,
That plays boredom knowing by heart.

But our trip was doomed to happiness ,
And do not scare to chance it .
And just to shoulder shoulder concerns ,
When the wave excites our tram .

Collision on the sides of the stigma .
Oh, our fate - like a ship :
A little paint , temporary repairs -
And here again we went swimming .

Final destination. Asphalt dock.
We enter into life, leaving a quiet paradise.
Oh, if we have to be old shaking
Our wonderful river tram !