Lyrics Тёма Зимнуров - Билет проездной
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БИЛЕТ ПРОЕЗДНОЙ
Два года вдали от родного порога,
Казённый казарменный быт.
И,вот старшина мне,у самого носа,
Билетом колотит панты.
Чем пахнет билет проездной?
Он пахнет домашней едой.
Заботой мамани,советом папани.
Подругой,что встретил весной.
Семьёй обзавёлся,столкнулся с нуждою.
И,снова от дома вдали.
Расчётные налы,вперёд-на вокзалы.
В ноздрях сладкий запах пути.
Чем пахнет билет проездной?
Он пахнет любимой женой.
Пельменями,водкой,подшубной селёдкой
И лепетом дочки родной.
Но что говорить,жить хотелось красиво
И,вот,небо в клетку забор.
Звонок одзвенел-дубаки дверь открыли,
Билет теребит в пальцах вор.
Чем пахнет билет проездной?
Он волею пахнет святой.
Полями,лесами,крутыми горами.
Он пахнет дорогой домой.
Пустая квартира,в пыли паутина,
А в небе летят журавли.
Жизнь-птичка-синичка,в карманах наличка.,
Фортуна-дорожный кассир.
Чем пахнет билет проездной?
Он юною пахнет весной.
Мечтой хулигана и счастьем жигана,
Бродячей босою судьбой.
14:10 09.04.03
TICKET TRAVEL
Two years away from home threshold,
The state barracks life.
And, here's the sergeant-major, at the very nose,
Tickets pounding the ticket.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
It smells like homemade food.
Caring mother, papa's advice.
The friend who met in the spring.
I got a family, I collided with the need.
And, again from home in the distance.
Calculated cash, forward-to the stations.
In the nostrils, the sweet smell of the path.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like his beloved wife.
Pelmeni, vodka, herring herring
And babbling daughters native.
But what to say, I wanted to live beautifully
And, behold, the sky in the cage is a fence.
The door-to-door crack was opened,
The ticket is fingered by a thief.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like a saint.
Fields, forests, steep mountains.
He smells home dear.
Empty apartment, in the dust a cobweb,
And in the sky cranes are flying.
Life is a bird-blue, in cash pockets.,
Fortune-road cashier.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like a young man in the spring.
The dream of a bully and the happiness of a zhigan,
A stray lot of fate.
14:10 09.04.03
Two years away from home threshold,
The state barracks life.
And, here's the sergeant-major, at the very nose,
Tickets pounding the ticket.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
It smells like homemade food.
Caring mother, papa's advice.
The friend who met in the spring.
I got a family, I collided with the need.
And, again from home in the distance.
Calculated cash, forward-to the stations.
In the nostrils, the sweet smell of the path.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like his beloved wife.
Pelmeni, vodka, herring herring
And babbling daughters native.
But what to say, I wanted to live beautifully
And, behold, the sky in the cage is a fence.
The door-to-door crack was opened,
The ticket is fingered by a thief.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like a saint.
Fields, forests, steep mountains.
He smells home dear.
Empty apartment, in the dust a cobweb,
And in the sky cranes are flying.
Life is a bird-blue, in cash pockets.,
Fortune-road cashier.
What does the ticket ticket smell like?
He smells like a young man in the spring.
The dream of a bully and the happiness of a zhigan,
A stray lot of fate.
14:10 09.04.03