Текст песни Александр Яременко - Случайная попутчица

City at night
Food slowly
Oh, how great it is not much rush
I was late for the holiday, sinful soul
She was so eager to grief with someone to share

Chorus:
     Random fellow traveler
     Heat I want
     I'm tired of fret
     From loneliness
     And what happens
     I'm restless
     Naidu fellow traveler
     His random

I was not used to favor
Fate ask
From that, probably,
Nights do not span
Wheels in the city
Strange taxi
For travel decisively
Money does not take

Chorus:
     Random fellow traveler
     Heat I want
     I'm tired of fret
     From loneliness
     And what happens
     I'm restless
     Naidu fellow traveler
     His random

To have fun
I nightlife
Interesting set of
It offers the
Sweetheart citizeness
Just smile
I'm the night off
It is not then

Chorus (3 times)