Текст песни Александр Маршал на стихи Сергея Ефимова - Сон в Урале

Urrot "Urals", in the mountain crawling,
That's about the brains with motors will boast.
Fate Military, Kybitka nomadic ...
Business trips how many years in a row.

And I catch an instant and moments,
In which life will please again.
After all, the ray of the sun is even under the tarray
I managed to hand hello to yours.

Dust hung, eagerly in the skin,
And shivering the sides from the head to toe.
And it seems - it is impossible to sleep here,
But, having trawn, my brothers are sleeping.

And the ray jumps on the trunks and persons,
Noses tickles, jerks in a beard ...
Back to the sides sometimes sleep so sweetly,
How we can never sleep anywhere.

That in the head of the moghers from the headquarters,
What kind of bludnyak go this time?
"Ural" swallows pits yes bumps,
Normal roads are not for us.

And on the Tsevier arms,
Sleep of an officer is a bit, shallow.
Suddenly the sounds of the sounds are burst into
What to do - the body knows the izubok.

But let the solarium exhaust today
Release the goods of tiredness of anxiety.
Urricks, faithful "Urals",
On serpentine of life roads.

© Sergey Efimov