Текст песни Игорь Тальков - Маленький город

Here's the train started, and behind
It remained a small town
Ridiculous, of course, but only in the way
I understand he was dear to me
In the meantime, the speed of typing
My train is racing fun
It is then I'll rip the emergency brake
And I come down to him to come back

Small town, small town
On the streets of three houses
With a whisper of the poplars outside
Before the pain of relatives and friends
Small town, small town
Do you miss me
And in the cradle of gentle dreams
My childhood shake your

In the din and noise of large cities
I've been going to wander
And you will help me as a true friend
Do not stumble, do not get lost
And under the sky of distant lands
For a long time I'll dream
Well, then I'll rip the emergency brake
And I will come down to you to return

Small town, small town
On the streets of three houses
With a whisper of the poplars outside
Before the pain of relatives and friends
Small town, small town
Do you miss me
And in the cradle of gentle dreams
My childhood shake your

Yes, of course I'll rip the emergency brake
And I will come down to you to return