В далекие фидошные времена видел вариант этой песни на английском.. :)
Stop on, hey you, train,
Don't you knock, wheels, on turning.
Conductor, press down the stop-machine....
I'm hurrying to my mother
With last congratulation
And now by her eyes I should(?) be seen.
Don't wait for me, mummy,
Your son is not a good son.
You son will never be the same....
Today I have been succomed
by dirty bog of danger
And now all my life is like a game.
Stop on, hey, you, train!
Don't you knock, wheels, on turning.
There's a time to look eyes (fortune's) in...
So - there is not late
For making stopping station.
Conductor, press down the stop-machine.
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