Текст песни Евгений Назаренко - Водитель-пекарь

music: Aria
Tags: E. Nazarenko, Aria

This guy was one of those who just love bread
Grey, white and well and brick loaf lunch
The bakery was always his
I fall in love with yourself all the bakeries
And he drove his lorry bread
Breaking through the city in her

And in the main shop with candles bread he was eating, as the god
But my eyes, just remember the crunch of a loaf
All that he had immediately spent on bread
And over the threshold, taking a step
Suddenly he gave a command brothers
Top lifting swelling

You - flying far, far baker
You - flying far, far baker
You have only one friend, the bread at all times
Not many such among us
You - the driver of flying far-baker

Under the cherry sweet syrup, which is so loved
On the lorry he could domchat bread to heaven and all the stars
But he disappeared and no one knew
Where now speeding his bread
One director told us
What it turned into bread

You - flying far, far baker
You - flying far, far baker
You have only one friend, the bread at all times
Not many such among us
You - the driver of flying far-baker

You - flying far, far baker
You - flying far, far baker
You have only one friend, the bread at all times
Not many such among us
You - the driver of flying far-baker

You - a flying distance careless baker