To the north, to the north, to the north going night train
From interior to Moscow
The conductor is sleeping, the tipsy passengers is sleeping
But I can't asleep
The lanterns is burning wanly on the road
Somewhere in the distance hooting is calling
It's dawning slowly
Today will be cloudy
The faith, only it leaved with me
The faith, only it leaved with me
It's seems like happiness from foreign
Seems like peculiar fruit
It's looking for now in the distance by
Different daring people
The faith, only it leaved with me
The faith, only it leaved with me
The faith, only it leaved with me
The faith, only it leaved with me
I'm all in myself, setting hopes to God
The train is crawling as on thin ice
If I don't lose my mind on the road
Will go to the church tomorrow.