Текст песни Frolove - Поезд Едет, Жизнь Идет

I have a train ticket for you
Knock of wheels, doshirak and Dontsovoy volume
He goes far to the Black Sea
Forty two and two hours the train is fast

The train goes on, life goes on
Around the bend, bend
And the hands are three o'clock
Semaphore gives good

Your neighbor is snoring, uncle from Rostov
He'll go down to zero-pace and wake up again
Don't be mad at him, he was born this way
airborne, vtorchermet, good - not drunk

The train goes on, life goes on
Around the bend, bend
And the hands are three o'clock
Semaphore gives good

Will you go out to breathe in the night parking
Smoke at the stall, drink beer from a can
It's hot in these southern parts even at night
You console yourself: tomorrow will be Sochi!

The train goes on, life goes on
Around the bend, bend
And the hands are three o'clock
Semaphore gives good