Текст песни Кошмар - Дорожные происшествия

100 kilometers per hour
At the intersection went Zyl,
The boy was on the road.
But the driver did not have time to slow down
The boy broke his leg
Departed eyes, blew the whole face,
Torn up inside hands
And as a red flag, his warm
At the traffic lights bloody pants ..

The boy on the pavement brains poraskinul
Children smile smeared on stones,
The boy made a terrible mistake,
Red - stop! And he ran.

100 kilometers per hour
at the intersection went KrAZ
A grandfather is running on the road
But the way the driver stepped on the gas
And Grandpa flew up.
MOTION edges, scattered ulcers
Crumbled bell and a basin,
And red jet from its orbit
Toupee small-glazik.

Grandpa lies unconscious machine
A gray beard over the wheels,
Someone out there in the distance, with both feet ebanulsya sandals
But my grandfather was silent, he did not say or anything ..