Текст песни ВИА Пламя - На дальней станции сойду

Tanic Michael Isayevich [1983]

On the distant station will come down -
The grass on the belt!
And it is good to onetime alone
Wander in the fields,
No worries,
By cornflower, blue silence!

On the distant station will come down -
Whiff of honey!
Live popyu water from the crane!
Everything here is mine,
And here we come from -
And cornflowers and I, and poplar.

On the distant station will come down
Necessary!
With a high branch
As a child, I look in!
You let me once again,
My dear region,
Being an initiate
In this silence.

On the distant station will come down -
The grass on the belt!
Going into the grass,
As in the sea, barefoot!
And without me
Reverse fast train
Melts somewhere
In the noise of the city.