Текст песни Дальнобойная - Вези трудяга домой бродягу

Mota himself under the wheels
Trails gray sheet
Rain and snow, and fog whitish
The head-banging glass
Road runs to the horizon
The third day is already awake
Behind many kilometers
Ahead of ice, fog.

Carry workaholic tramp home
Through rain and snow in the heat but in the cold
Carry up to the house and did not catch up
On the road we have no grief or trouble.

That deaf country roads, the loop highway
Just yawned and spend the night in a cell
Dozed off behind the wheel, we have visited all
Right Scoot almost at the light
As the night turns into a trap so potholes
Honors road risky but bold
We Luck sister, brother and partner
But the risk of a noble cause.

Carry workaholic tramp home
That steppe without boundary, the serpentine
Total road we ask strictly
You're a slave to her lord.

Do not fear the mud tanks
Lishby tower wind did not carry
From morning till night behind the wheel
Normal male craft.
Things will get better, everything will turn out
And in the way of the fun
Kohl will give me God fellow traveler
Yes, good luck in addition to it.

Carry workaholic tramp home
After waiting at home, you know that he
Life is like a road, we are all under God
Do not believe the fate and brakes !!!

The engine hums as if caressing
Be patient a little expensive
Othlebni of cans of butter
Yes brother drove home
We complete all that is conceived
Let sag fate once
Whistles me supercharged engine
And I'm trying to pressure to floor the gas.

Carry workaholic tramp home
Bless the Lord, the fate Bedov
Off all the bad weather, and let happiness
The road bends a horseshoe.

Carry workaholic tramp home
Bless the Lord, the fate Bedov
Off all the bad weather, and let happiness
The road bends a horseshoe.