Текст песни Flёur - Железо поёт

On the deserted steppe shadows lie
 Roots move under the earth
 Night animals, looking for food, scour
 Drops of fog pacing the leaves
 Night follows from crevices and depressions
 The light in the dark becomes merciless
 The clouds are staring fixedly in the distance
 on their reflections in the river

 And the train goes, and the iron sings
 Knows only a couple of notes of iron
 Waking to shivers, depriving me of peace,
 under the iron skin beats the living heart:
 "Forward!"

 We fly along the bridge over the water surface,
 and somewhere lie his elder brothers
 Their rusty carcasses - a scrap of scrap,
 their doors are open in the cry of the dumb
 Pain does not feel a lizard of iron,
 but his monotonous song is melancholy:
 "Towards the trees, towards the fog,
 So far I will not be useless! "

 The train is going, and the iron is singing
 Knows only a couple of notes of iron
 Waking to shivers, depriving me of peace,
 under the iron skin beats the living heart:
 "Forward!" - flies and sings,
 knocking down the dew, turned into ice
 And the words of this song are written in red
 in the sunset, and have recently gone out

 Closing my eyes, I sing along with the wheels
 Where I wake up tomorrow is always early autumn
 And my garden bent close to the water,
 leaves dropping their own and fruits
 I run to the house, it turns black in the fog
 It is deserted, the shore is strewn with shells,
 all in scars from in the sea of ​​flowing rivers ...
 I'm making an escape!

 And the train goes, and the iron sings
 Knows only a couple of notes of iron
 Waking to shivers, depriving me of peace,
 under the iron skin beats the living heart:
 "Forward!" - flies and sings,
 knocking down the dew, turned into ice
 And the words of this song are written in red
 in the sunset, and have recently gone out