Текст песни Борис Колотов - Нас посадят в холодны вагоны

We were put in cold cars
And in the autumn gloomy darkness
Will carry on the railway
In the well-known station Kem.

I do not know about that, my dear,
I do not know about my mother,
Only the cold autumn wind
Will angrily out the window singing.

That's really the train departs from the station,
Heart aches, sore with longing.
Away from home birthmark
We drove to suffer in Solovki.

Not for us will play button accordions,
Not for us rustle in the restaurant:
We cover the thick fog,
Where raging gray ocean.

Chic replace a simple shirt,
And turn off the lights in the eyes.
At the close of the holy monk cell
Shall we settle Solovki.

That's really a train to the station approach,
Heart aches, sore with longing.
Away from home birthmark
We drove to suffer in Solovki.