Before a long journey


Did not used to know new customs,
In those distant days and years.
Horses waiting on the paths of mail,
All travelers sang then:

Sit down, my friends, before a long journey,
Let the light will go!
Come on, the driver, quietly touch
And the song in a way, do not forget!

And miles away, and has flown many centuries,
The compositions of the running rails,
But all on the alarm station platforms
Again, the old-fashioned sing:

Sit down, my friends, before a long journey,
Let the light will go!
Come on, the driver, quietly touch
And the song in a way, do not forget!

Let now the rocket speed of light
Sweep through the star!
We all are before the start, without looking at it,
Again, the old-fashioned sing:

Sit down, my friends, before a long journey,
Let the light will go!
Come on, the astronaut, quietly touch
And the song in a way, do not forget!

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