Текст песни Михаил Шуфутинский - Такси

On the ring road, near Moscow
I wave the spring clouds
Today I must meet in the spring
I vote, but no hope

Spree without me my spring
And probably will not recognize me
I keep her in my heart as a talisman
I'm getting old, and she's on the contrary

Taxi - a green light
I will smile at him in return
Taxi driver - cheerful boy
Of course, he does not know
That I do not have a coin
But I love the green color

He first turned around his temple
And when he understood everything, he said: Sit down.
Ride, there are no customers yet
Well, then, let's talk for a living

At me with spring too not frets
Twisted for a wheel a third year
And before that, five springs, like you
Wrapped - for what the devil does not understand.

Taxi - a green light
And outside the window is a green forest
Taxi driver - cheerful boy
You, too, did not save something
There, far from these places
Where from the spring do not expect miracles

Tired of us to stir up doubts
Only longing for them, like a stone on the soul
We can drink after the shift, so be
To disperse the longing is long overdue

We were met by a warm breeze
And we caught up with the spring on the bend
I was greeted by a green light
And it became a little easier on the soul.

Taxi - a green light
I will smile at him in return
Taxi driver - cheerful boy
Of course, he does not know
That I do not have a coin
But I love the green color