Текст песни Сергей Сидель - Дорожная

I count on the pillars as I fulfill the plan
A little more and I'll go straight
Traffic cop bully, put your whistle in your pocket
I'm driving sixty and not a thug

Chorus:

And behind me is a long road
I have something to remember and who to grieve for
Curb crosses, here lives are over
They wanted to be in time like me

Eh, scatter the fog, let your eyes rest
Fucked up by the damn low ground
And there already on the tops, I hit on the gases
And on the torpedo the image and photo of the son

Chorus.

Fitted into the turn, who knows what awaits us
I swear I haven't slept, I know this way
But the metal groaned, he was tired like me
It only flashed in my head - I don't have time

Chorus.

The protocol is drawn up, the carriers are hiding their eyes
So he came, whispered with his lips
Glasses are crumbly, but a thing of the past
My kamaz will still blink as a stopar

Chorus.