Inscriptions

The warm hand of Turkestan shook the cold hand of Siberia... It left the desolate expanse, it left its nomad camp and, shocked, it marvels at how the rails of the Turk-Sib were laid on the surface of the earth next to the paternal village, how on the sands where the camels measured distances without water, the Soviet miracle rushes along - the train to Siberian ice.
This, distant nomad, is the work of proletarian arms: within a specified amount of time, they conquered the ice and the sand. They were not afraid of the desert here, a blizzard did not take over there: a strong will led to the junction of two major lines, so that trade goods can go by the millions and so that within the territory of the Union there are not foreign tribes!

artist: V. Elsky
State Publishing House, Moscow & Leningrad, 1930
printed in Leningrad