Текст песни Дейта Мейра - На Подножке Трамвая

Tram on the bandwagon

I'm going home to the running rail ,
I am holding in fist leaf black tea .
Do not you see , that I was dying .

And wait for me is simple - to hell with the seconds .
And dawns are quiet here - zaindeveesh ,
And listen to the chimes at night - I can,
You know how it is .

That's how he lived with his dream ,
From the edge to the edge .
Where I have a wicked point - you have a comma .
I'm going home on the running rail .
Without the production of surplus victims do not choose .

( 01.03.2009 )