[Кіріспе] [Қайырма] Hold that car above the town Rope went slack; we’re not going down Take the wheel and brace the line Give me ten more hands this time [Куплет] The car stopped hard on the grade A child dropped his paper train I called the upper station twice The gauge fell dead; the brake held tight I ran uphill past the cable drums While cold rain tapped the window frames [Қайырма] Hold that car above the town Rope went slack; we’re not going down Take the wheel and brace the line Give me ten more hands this time [Куплет] At the top, i wrapped the rope Round the capstan, spoke by spoke The supervisor said, “walk them down” I said, “that slope is slick as glass” He shouted plans above the clank I pulled; the strain came back in ranks [Guitar solo] [Қайырма] Hold that car above the town Rope went taut; we’re bringing you down Keep them still and hold the line We’ll bring you home one turn at a time [Аутро] One turn at a time The car rolls home