Текст песни Олег Анофриев - Песенка шофёра

The wind over the cab rises with dust,
Left turn - be careful, driver!
Somehow reach the last miles
Your reliable friend and comrade motor.

You are not afraid of any rain, nor slush,
A sharp turn and scorch.
So that you do not have to cry,
Strong for the ramp hold on, the driver.

Let the hands smelled with rain and gasoline,
Let Sidina's whiskey season
Happily meet you with a little son
Love and wife will come to the intersection.

You are not afraid of any rain, nor slush,
A sharp turn and scorch.
So that you do not have to cry,
Strong for the ramp hold on, the driver.

And the road is gray with a gray ribbon,
Waterproof the sight glasses.
Let your truck break through the storms.
I want, the driver, so that you are lucky.
I want, the driver, so that you are lucky.

You are not afraid of any rain, nor slush,
A sharp turn and scorch.
So that you do not have to cry,
Strong for the ramp hold on, the driver.