Текст песни Виктор Цой и группа ''Кино'' - Стук

String wires, hand current,
The phone says in all voices:
-"Till!" It's time ...
And a coat on a nail, a scarf up your sleeve
And the gloves in their pockets whisper:
- "Wait until the morning!" Until morning...

But a strange knock calls: "On the road!"
Maybe hearts, maybe a knock on the door.
And when I turn around on the doorstep
I will say only one word: "Believe!"

And again to the station, and again to the trains,
And again, the conductor will give out linen and tea,
And again I won’t fall asleep, and again through the rumble of wheels
I hear the word: "Goodbye!"

But a strange knock calls: "On the road!"
Maybe hearts, maybe a knock on the door.
And when I turn around on the doorstep
I will say only one word: "Believe!"

But a strange knock calls: "On the road!"
Maybe hearts, maybe a knock on the door.
And when I turn around on the doorstep
I will say only one word: "Believe!"