Текст песни Жека - Гололед

I carried vodka from Moscow to KAMAZ
to the merchant Zhukov in Kurgan,
business for the new year,
and almost at home I-
a hundred kilometers and the Urals.
And I did not expect a hit,
by nature did not expect meanness-
in the afternoon plus two celsius,
and streams along the highway pour-
in the evening, the frost took and gave.
Ice - neither back nor forward
Ice - not so lucky so unlucky.
Go-lo-ice.
A hundred poor fellows just like me
crawl up and roll back,
we swear we are
we bark on the road
and send the weather in the ass.
Ice - neither back nor forward
Ice - not so lucky so unlucky.
Go-lo-ice.
We spent two days just like that,
the notorious ice made us friends,
Mikhail from Vologda,
Nikolay from St. Petersburg
greeted the new year in the cockpit.
Ice - neither back nor forward,
Ice - not so lucky, so unlucky
Go-lo-ice.