Текст песни Борис Большаков - Крути болты гимн МСС ДАЛЬНИЙ СВЕТ.

Spin bolts!

you did "vkyl" you did "off"
Now you stand in a thick greasy smoke.
you believe in his unbeaten bike
reliably gathered with friends in intelligence.

you are not alone, but you are a bit
who spends his last ruble on the item.
whose real - traffic, road,
that lures away.

twist bolts
from morning to night, to aching joints.
to boiling adrenaline at the bend
you move to a motor garage.
twist bolts
but not break on gnarled Ponte,
your native music - the roar of engines
but wind noise.

You know, brother, you're in this topic,
anything can happen, but it is still alive,
you know - you have to be not only a helmet,
and with his head.

so be healthy but in a cheerful spirit,
all calm down a little later.
you leave on a date in black leather jackets
with the road level, so no rod or nail!

twist bolts
from morning to night, to aching joints.
to boiling adrenaline at the bend
you move to a motor garage.
twist bolts
but not break on gnarled Ponte,
your native music - the roar of engines
but wind noise.

Lyrics: stihi.ru/avtor/borislavdm
VK: vk.com/boris_bolshakov
VK: vk.com/movement_group
YouTube: youtube.com/MrBorislavDm

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