Ракетобиль - Баллада О Троллейбусе
текст песни

The spirit of fish and seeds hung in a trolleybus

In addition, someone's feng interfered to breathe
Placing two little girls with a powerful body

Grandmother stood in the corner, not ceasing to wreck
And on the seats who slept and who looked at the environs

And in some eyes fatigue, while in others just foolish
And outside the window, people languished unknown

Regarding the penetration inside

Whistles a draft, but still stuffy
And the conscience of the composter has long been classified

Everyone is as if unit -unit and unanimous
In city transport at six in the evening

Loss between the verses

Middle doors have screams, swearing, panic
What is it, what happened, we burn, do not burn!
It turned out that everything was simple - they caught a pickpocket
Everyone in high colors decide what to do with it
And who are older, they shout that, they say, lead to the branches
Who is younger to just give the brain
And outside the window, winter is given in the spring
About the quarrel of two high -society ladies

Rods fell off, stand at the intersection
Everyone scolds the driver and ice
No one is indifferent to such a snag
You will not blame the Soviet people of indifference
Soviet swear in the Soviet trolleybus
And above the doors a signs in a strange manner
"The Uritsky Plant in Engels"
And from below "Made in the USSR"

Whistles a draft, but still stuffy
And the conscience of the composter has long been classified
Everyone is as if unit -unit and unanimous
In city transport at six in the evening

Trolleybus rushing uphill and butter
Bracks led after a difficult day
Legs, buzzing and protesting,
How incomprehensibly they still hold me
Come out? Yes, I go out - I answer
Crawl out if I couldn’t get out
Trolleybus, growling the door, set sail
Falling down, tired of the right side