Текст песни Пикник - Велосипед

Yesterday I was - got himself a bike
Just like new - even though he and many years
You are my green - you bogatvoryu
Your wheels , your seat,
Whistle and your chain

Let's go away from this hell ,
Take with whom it is necessary ,
Let's go , go away , my lovely baby ,
Health check passing aunt .

You're my baby,
Almost does not creak .
And only on overtaking ,
Few sopish .

Machine oil
Do wonders
Flashed faster birds
Three wheels .

Flashed , wow !
Village , villages,
And I'm not sad,
And I'm happy!
And I feel good . ABOUT!
I won ,
And just to further, further ,
Then rolls .

1982