My train departs


Your train departs ...
My train departs ...
This means that the separation
Under the windows of wandering.
The interweaving of the rails
Lost track,
The traveling trees
Lost the light ...

Farther from home,
Farther from home,
From the windows of the burning -
By a strange land,
Where the long winters,
Large snow
To a distant land
Called "taiga".

And it will happen.
And the train whisk!
Pine rustle in,
Rastrevozhatsya birds.
Here spark fireworks
Soar into the sky,
And the song will fill
Snows sails.

Work will begin,
Work will begin!
cold ground
We will have warm.
And this work
We have a year!
And stand in the distant taiga
Cities.

To burn a window,
To burn a window,
To warm lyrics
We loved singing.
And pines rustled
In our homes,
As the first pine
In the first fires.

Your train departs ...
My train departs ... 1978