Текст песни Владимир Черняков - Поёт магнитофон

Sings tape
Vers .: Vladimir Chernyakov

Tightly shut the door,
I press harder on the gas.
I again go through Tver,
And I once again
I turn on my tape recorder.
Cassettes partner gave.

Singing familiar baritone:
& quot; Vladimir Central & quot ;.
What a pity that I was not familiar,
Yes, that I did not have time
With the chubby guy,
What are the songs sung.

The path might be lucky,
I thought to live and live.
I dreamed Circle ride,
For life to talk about.

Chorus:
Sings recorder
Everything goes wrong.
How hard it
Not with us, the Circle!
But more importantly,
He should know,
With his circle of friends
Do not break!

And now & quot; Zhigan-lemon & quot ;,
Makhno and I'm one hundred grams,
And about Central sing OMON
And the convicts about Mme.
And passing through Tver,
Any carrier suddenly
Now remarked bitterly:
& quot; It is not us circle & quot ;.

Koga trouble comes in the house
And it beats foot sup,
Should just be a man,
To protect the family.

But how do we avoid losses?
How to turn the world?
His voice lost Tver,
And the circle is not returned.