Текст песни песни под гитару - Рокер молодой

Roar of the engine tore night's rest,
On the road racing rocker young.
Black paint decked germoshlem,
After all, this guy ... he was familiar everywhere and all

As usual, he drove up to the entrance,
Girlfriend and took the city to skate.
They skated with the whole night until the morning,
And all the more beautiful for it was she.

But then, one day, the evening came quickly
And this guy drove up to her porch.
And Maple & quot; Volvo & quot; Black stands
Both Devchenka it really does not look.

But the boy did not mean she showed
Villages in Java and pulled up to the stop gas ...
Kilometrazhny, flashed lights
At the turn he did not slow down

In that way a monument to him
And the girl often goes to him in the evening.
& Quot; I'm sorry, my dear. I sinned against you & quot ;,
And the tears are pouring out of her brown eyes river.

Roar of the engine does not tear night's rest
On the way, do not rush the young rocker.
At the cross hanging shabby germoshlem,
After all, this guy, he was known everywhere and everything.