Текст песни Слава Благов - Не жди на перекрестке

& Quot; Do not wait at the crossroads of & quot;
(V.Dyachkov music, poetry I.Shavrov)

When the road narrowed map
To the question: How to get out on the road?
Motorcycle my purchased in Suzdal
Of gasoline was shaking bad.

Not a soul around and plowed fields
I heard the roar and by gas.
And at the first gas station just any
I experienced biker said:

Chorus:

Do not wait at the crossroads.
For about whether the echoes.
Away strangers steps.

Your road - right,
Its support frame
Your motorcycle.

Were days of serene,
I got lost in my own words:
Girlfriend turned into a passer-by,
Crossroads agreed destiny.

The decision will be swift,
How greedy to run the motor.
Roads vast country pose
The answer to everything is the easiest:

Chorus.

Years stretch as haze field
Hour, burning his breath.
All that passed the bus remembered,
As if that would leave the other.

And one day the boy drove
Hesitantly ma per brake
If lurks everywhere hindrance.
I said, no questions asked ...

Chorus.