Текст песни Исаак Дунаевский - Дальняя сторожка

Music: Isaac Dunaevsky
Tags: Eugene Dolmatovsky


Is part of the composition ,
Year after year rolling
On the forty-second
junction forest
Gray old man lives .

For a long time he lived in a hut ,
More recently, he became a saddle .
The sons he raised up ,
grandchildren taught
During these forty years.

Chorus:
Long-distance track
Train Fly, fly !
quiet lodge
At the edge of the path .

Towards evening the old lineman
Goes on rails knocks .
At joints of steel
He sees the two,
One he runs to them .

He puts his hammer ,
Wave heaving chest ,
Let him give life ,
But do not give
Destroy the enemy the way!

( chorus )

But deeds are never
Native forgotten country.
Hey , train, fly!
To the People's Commissar of the way our hero went .

His travels to the distant
Meet like a father.
It is high and straight ,
But woeful scar
Runs along the face.

( chorus )

Is part of the composition
Runs slopes shadow.
lineman again
wagons to meet
Coming out every day.

As the sun shines Order
Is an old man with a hammer.
You see him , recognize him -
Makhno his handkerchief !

( chorus )