1967 muses. Lyudmila Lyadovaya Art. Boris Gaikovich
In the cockpit, the smoke of the locomotive melted, The wheels on the rails are knocking, All the farther and farther away, the wheels of Merry guys and girls are blowing away.
Chorus: Hears the golden Wheat surf, Again the birches waving their hands, The forest plants, House of Corps - Miracles are everywhere today!
The semaphore will blink after a big turn, Green will open the way. Friends! On shoulder we have such heights, To look into tomorrow.
Chorus.
Wagons, wagons, wagons, wagons, The train is being carried away, Here is a song the winged train will overtake, And the song will be overtaken by a dream.