Текст песни Максим Крижевский - Ехала машина

Drove the car with a dark forest
Having rushed to visit demas
For what diezer
For misfortune

We all smiled at her like kids
Just for children since not
Our light is not at all noticeable
From longing green methines

And threw a friendly under the wheels
Climbed into the body to her without demand
On angry questions
Answered flew just just

And flew how much was the distance
And the word car was not given
Almost fought for the pedals
The steering wheel was so raised

And the wheels rolled out in the field
We rubbed my foreheads and frowning from pain
We are without wheels
We flew over the earth
We mocked the earth
We have abarted above the earth