Текст песни Ветра - Электричка

Baul aunt crawl on the floor,
I got water will now drink
and the window floats cork
of those who it is, what's the hurry,
and a window through the narrow gap
snow falls on my cheeks and forehead,
and train crawls barely,
and I want to Fly ...

nooooch. zimaaaaaa.
what a joy - no grief.
sneeeeeg. tumaaaaan.
and I want the sea. and would be better in the mountains.

cold in the car, do not fry stove,
Ice comes in wet shoes,
man opposite nibble sunflower seeds,
and carefully write in the crossword,
neigh girl in the back seat,
boys next thumps cognac,
tomorrow is Saturday, then Sunday,
week was again in any way ...

nooooch. zimaaaaaa.
what a joy - no grief.
sneeeeeg. tumaaaaan.
and I want the sea. and would be better in the mountains.
nooooch. zimaaaaaa.