Taganski station is a prisoner's destiny,
A white acacia flowers in the courtyard.
Taganski station, Urkagan* haircut,
It beckons - your obligation can't be paid off with money.

Tagaski station, sweet champagne,
A free restaurant shines on the Moscow River
Don't take too much, don't conjecture too much,
Stash some food in your pocket for later.


But we lazed about, but we didn't know
Until a certain time, until that time, where we live.
Proletarian, hooligan,
Yes you are the station, yes you Taganski.
Taganski Station!



The first thaw, Stalin's funeral,
They removed the plaster statue in silence.
Ah, the Sixtieth division... Proud, pot-bellied.
Dilute it with the song of a damned convict.



But we lazed about, but we didn't know
Until a certain time, until that time, where we live.
Proletarian, hooligan,
Yes you are the station, yes you Taganski.
Taganski Station!


Taganski station, a devil-may-care song,
Nowadays the people celebrate resurrection.
Everywhere, everywhere fairs, boubliki** and apples,
Open until late - happy times, and tomorrow - to the factory!

But we lazed about, but we didn't know
Until a certain time, until that time, where we live.
Proletarian, hooligan,
Yes you are the station, yes you Taganski.
Taganski Station!