Текст песни Dvorniks - Мосты разводят

The air was warm summer happiness
It does not pass, not enough words
But the cold came, and it's bad weather
And the wind blew his Moscow
Here I was overcome by despair
I'm off to a new life
And where now turn Desire
In Peter or Novorossiysk

In small towns, small cars
And in the big cities - large ships
When they float, bridges bred
A wheelbarrow ride off into the distance

Crowds of people with dull eyes
Stand on Pirone, but time has passed
They also wanted to be happy
But with happiness probably out of luck
Some of them are smiling
But those smiles of a different kind
A train on them mocks
Come late - bad weather

In small towns, small cars
And in the big cities - large ships
When they float, bridges bred
A wheelbarrow ride off into the distance

Just above freezing, rain and slush
Such is here in Moscow there was a fashion
Initially, you will plunge into a dirty pulp
Later on you will laugh nature
The clock to determine the direction
And there rolled my wheel
And the train is ready for departure
In all directions of time zones

In small towns, small cars
And in the big cities - large ships
When they float, bridges bred
A wheelbarrow ride off into the distance