Текст песни Неизвестный - Слава Тракторист

I'm not afraid (afraid) to take a stand (stand)
Everybody (everybody) say: ”Tracktorist” (say: ”Tracktorist”)
We're walk together through the storms
Whatever weather cold or warm
Just letting you know that you're not alone,
Holla if you be also in kolhoz

Miroslav - how much suffering is in this name!
His story is tragic and sad ...
The sad story of that youth
Which without interruption and end
All at once doomed to exile ...
Our Slavka used to be kind and cheerful,
He loved to revel, to play, he had a reputation for being agile,
He was even able to study well,
And maybe it would be easy for him to break into Baumanka,
Yes, only this was not destined to happen ...
And the fact is that Slavka out of ignorance
I chose clothes for myself without proper attention,
As if he had been passionate about plowing all his life.
Sneakers fit for dung dripping
He wore his pants as wide as a watermelon.
And then one day an embarrassment happened to him.
One kid at school suddenly noticed
I noticed this unusual style for myself,
That this incident can be turned into a joke
And all the guys have fun with this joke
And draw their attention to Slavka.
"Guys, Slavka is a TRACTORIST!"
This humorist exclaimed,
And it raced throughout the school ...
Now Slava was not doing very well.
He became the chairman for all the collective farm
And the eternal mark of the tragic owner ...
Oh, how cruel these languages ​​were!
What were all these reproaches for?
What difference did it make to us before
How does our friend dress outside the box?
This is how public opinion ruined Slavik ...
Where did that enthusiasm and that former zeal go?
All that remains is hate and doubt ...
And even if he is neat and clean,
For us, it will remain forever like Slavka the tractor driver.