Текст песни Михаил Михайлов - Ни гвоздя,ни жезла

Driver's work a special calling
Fans do not count of course
We are in a hurry in the morning to the machines as a date
Do not rush on the highway carelessly
Let us prepare the fate of steep turns
In a way congestion and inclement weather
We are accustomed to the day-to-day
Driven driven wheels fortunately

Chorus:
No nails, no wand,
Let us luck!
Mchi my horse iron, into the distance faster than the wind
No nails, no wand, and if someone is waiting
That quickly, the fly and kilometers!

Where I would not fall out the way to us with you
The Earth is round, and our way to the house
At any trouble to help us brotherhood chauffeurs
And perhaps not otherwise
Smoky gray swirls and warms the soul
Travel coveted song
Load time engine does not deliver podkschaet
A night sobert us together

Chorus 2x