Lyrics Дима Олейник - Поездами к тебе

Trains to you.
Third carriage and upper shelf
Wheels knock. then dawn in the morning
Sometimes you sleep in my favorite T-shirt
I yearn madly, because you are not there

Poles like pistol shots
Passing train turn automatic
Remember August? Do you remember summer?
Is your patched soul still alive

Our Senses Guide Pours Us Tea
Love's cup holder is rusting
I'll accidentally knock over a glass of jealousy
We have everything inclusive, we have everything paid

Let's cry
Let's talk about the main thing at night
After all, you can't end that way, what you started
It will be at least strange

Cross countries
Funny
There are different people and mores
It's not for fun
Not to find out which of us is right
I'm on the train to you
I'm going to your life
The main thing is not to be late

do not be late at the station,
so that you lead me with your hands-strings,
to lose you by trains only with your eyes,
although for a long time already with suitcases
at the station "your heart".
read a letter soaked in your handwriting,
carriages do not use periods, only commas.
leave when the birds are still flying,
on return - mountain ash covered with snow,
which with the warmth of a reserved seat
we will pluck in bunches together.
enjoy your favorite songs,
where you can hear the words of exclamation
surviving the distance
tied by trains with a common cord,
because not everything in this world is torn
and all these stations are tasteful of salt
exist only to
so that beloved lips together again
no more, but no less.
I remember the lack of air in my chest
and inspiration
when I came back to you by trains ..