Текст песни Байкерская народная - Гул мотора

Am Dm
The roar of the engine tore apart the rest of the night,
G C
A young rocker rushes along the road
Am Dm
Painted with a black helmet
Em C
After all, this guy he was familiar to everyone and everywhere.

And as usual he drove up to the entrance,
He took the girl and rolled around the city.
They rode from the night until the morning
And she was the most beautiful for him.

And then one day quickly evening came,
And this guy drove up to her entrance.
And the maple has a black Volvo
And that girl isn't looking at him.

But that kid didn't show her
He sat down on Java and pressed the gas all the way
The lanterns flashed for miles
At the turn, he did not have time to brake.

There is a monument to him on that road
And that little girl goes to him in the evening.
"Forgive me my dear, I am guilty before you"
And tears flow from her brown eyes like a river.

The roar of the engine will not break the night's peace,
A young rocker does not rush along the road,
On that cross hangs a worn out helmet
After all, this guy, he was familiar to everyone and everywhere