Троллейбус (trolleybus)

My seat's on the left, and I gotta sit there
Can't figure out why it's so damn cold here
I don't know my neighbor
Though we've been together a year
And we're sinking, though everyone knows where to steer
And everyone looks up at the ceiling with hope
Of the trolleybus that's heading east
Of the trolleybus that's heading east
Of the trolleybus that's

All people are brothers, we're the seventh water
And we're riding, don’t know why or where to
My neighbor can't take it, he wants to leave
But he can't find a way, he doesn't know the route
And here we are guessing what the hell it’s about
On the trolleybus that's heading east
On the trolleybus that's heading east
On the trolleybus that's

There's no driver in the cabin, but the trolleybus rolls on
And the engine's rusted, but we keep moving on
We sit there breathless, staring ahead
Where for a split second a star appeared
We’re silent, but we know, it’s the help we got
From the trolleybus that's heading east
From the trolleybus that's heading east
From the trolleybus that's