Текст песни ОЛЕГ МИТЯЕВ - О Тольятти

Oleg Mityaev

The road, as a story, leafing through our train.
We toil tea and vestibule quitting smoking.
And let strangers, but we can about the house
With companion good cardio though age speak.

And someone about Sochi, about that does not want to
And hear about other places in the vast world.
Yes, Sochi is pleasant, but still in Togliatti
And the sea and the sun is much dearer and warmer.

And the guy will stick to some of Ryazan,
It is all so many times about his girlfriend said.
Listen, buddy, you were not in Togliatti,
So beautiful women and is not seen.

Well, already the Volga, and go long,
Smell of pine trees, and there should not be confused.
You see, my friend, this is - Togliatti
This is my city, and here and love, and friends.