Маршрутка [Marshrutka] [English translation]

Getting up in the morning - coffee pouring,

Without it I can't be thinking,

Pulling on pants, "I'm glad to see you"

And outside, barefoot, I'll be running.

Then realize that I'll be freezing

And back home for shoes I'll be returning.

To the bus stop I'll be running

And nervously with people I'll be waiting.

Chorus:

The bus is driving, like a big dog house,

Cuts off everyone on the road,

Because songs about criminals1 is blasting

Vladimir Central Prison!2

Vladimir Central Prison!

Vladimir Central Prison!

Vladimirsky Center-Tra-Tra-Tra-

Tra-tra-tra-tra-trawl!

Lifting hand up, like "stop,"

Into the bus, like Jackie Chan I'll be climbing,

I'll be falling on someone, on someone I'll be coughing,

And two bits3 for the bus fare I'll be getting,

I'll be cursing, I'll be jumping,

Other rides from all sides to me: "I love you",

I'll be on my knees - I'll be dying,

And to the exit between legs I'll be crawling.

Chorus (x2)

1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_chanson2. http://lyricstranslate.com/en/vladimirskii-tsentral-vladimirskii-tsentra...3. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukrainian_hryvnia

• Artist:Skryabin