В.П.А Разпездяюшки - Электричка
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Electric train
In the morning I am going to work with a smile
I joyfully hold the bag in my hands
Road, steps, platform, station,
At seven fifty -two electric trains.
People on the platform smoke and make noise
On the clock on the left hand they look
Seven fifty, seven fifty -one,
So my train appeared.
The doors opened - a man fell out
And the people from the platform began their raid
Attack from the flanks, attack the forehead,
But no one could get into the rear of the train!
The doors are closed - electric train
People on the platform are throwing and yelling
Exclamations are reported only about one
To get a rubber car!
On the Panic platform, on the platform riot,
People hopeful to leave.
The head of the head appeared again
But she drove without stopping!
Nine forty -eight, nine fifty -seven
And there is already no smile on me at all
Came up, brought into the vestibule
They topped off the legs, broke the heels.
On the right is a fume in the nose a man
On the left child is small screaming
Grandma pokes in the back with a crutch
Aunt sells beer with white.
And a man with a button accordion dragged a song
Pobirushka asks for money for food
Acrobats, clowns, gymnasts, tricks,
They go to the wagons in crowds.
Electric time - year and a half year
Finally my exit station
A couple of hours of joy without noise, fuss,
But again in the evening I go to the train!
05/29/2013
Recorded 01/27/2015
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