Текст песни Аркадий Ангел - СКОРЫЙ ПОЕЗД

I sat in the fast train yesterday and he rushed me to you
I am very glad this meeting and thought you pleased me
But suddenly I realized that it is not so
In my eyes no longer staring
Cold ice in your words
that to me now you say

CHORUS:

Why, why, why were all of our meetings
I quietly ask you, our last evening
Why, why were all the promises,
If the separation meeting was a farewell.

Well, I'll go, but you believe,
I will take all, forgetting the evil
So I'm grateful to fate
That one moment you brought

I sit down again fast train
As cold as you think, coach
He softly touches dissolving
In the evening darkness empty wagon