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The last trolleybus

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When I am overwhelmed by hardships
and despair creeps in,
I jump on the first blue trolleybus I see,
be it the last one.
I jump in the first blue trolleybus I see,
be it the last one.
 
Race through the streets, my last trolleybus,
roam the boulevards around the city
to rescue all the castaways
marooned in the night.
to rescue all the castaways
marooned in the night.
 
My last trolleybus, please let me in,
for I know that in the chill of midnight
your passengers, your sailors
will come to the rescue
your passengers, your sailors
will come to the rescue.
 
Many times I escaped misfortune,
shoulder to shoulder with them...
There's so much kindness to be found
in their silence, their silence.
There's so much kindness to be found
in their silence, their silence.
 
The last trolleybus glides over Moscow
and the city fades away like a river,
and the pain that was fluttering at my temples
recedes, recedes.
and the pain that was fluttering at my temples
recedes, recedes.
 
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