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- A train, a sleepy train
- For Kharkov, Gomel, Leningrad
- I know how far tonight is
- Belgrade
- Never could
- Pen and paper
- And all Russian postmen
- Can not bring you
- A letter which
- I write
- A stamp with face of
- Lenin
- And in the letter, my love,
- A sorrow breaking me.
- REF:
- Vodka isn't rakia
- But it hits me tonight
- My sorrow is so large
- As large as Russia
- I can't send you
- Love, it is unsendable
- Nor I could take with
- Myself all your kisses
- A train, a train full of wrinkled faces of tired passengers
- You, you are somewhere behind those mountains
- Maybe you're sleeping,
- maybe you're awake like me
- Is something bothering you,
- or is nothing bothering you?
- When you read
- This letter I'm writing
- The secred will be hidden
- Behind these lines
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