Разговор в поезде [Razgovor v poezde] [English translation]

Debates in a train car are all good for nothing

When drinks are no longer in stock

The train’s rolling on, the bottle is emptied

And everyone’s tempted to talk

And two of them clashed like the sea and the rockface

Click-clacking drove off their drowse

And one of them said, "Our life is a fast train"

"A platform it is", he heard

And one of them claimed, “Our tracks are all clear”

“Who are we to choose?” asked the other

One said, "On this train we are engineers"

"We’re passengers here," said the other

And one of them said, “The reward’s our freedom.

We know where to drive our train"

The other one said, "Thinking big is your problem.

We’ll have to get off in the end"

The first crying out, "They give us a green flag

For many long years to come"

The second went like, "Who knows how many.

Depends on the price for the ride"

The first one, he yelled, "Why don't we go wherevers

And veer off, if need be, old man"

The second replied the train only follows

The rails of the permanent way

They both got off near Taganrog town

Amidst the vastness of steppe

And each of them took a track of his own

Its own followed the train

• Artist:Mashina vremeni
• Album:Реки и мосты (1987)