Текст песни Суруханов Игорь - Скрип колеса

And in the mist over the water spreads out ;
Freezes cars .
Again on a long journey in the morning is going to
Circus tent .
Timidly across the fields from those buried ,
Breaking in the door,
Our dispensable love
A wounded animal .

Chorus:

The creaking of wheels,
Puddles and dirt roads.
The creaking of wheels,
Puddles and dirt roads ...

Hundreds of thousands of years, we knock about equally,
Me and you,
All that is not evil crows pecked
In our fate.
Hundreds of thousands of years, we expect the charioteer ,
And with a shout - & quot; slazit ! & Quot;
With the heart of the rich man , the beggar with sumoyu
Flop in the dirt.

Chorus .
Stir up the bottom and let the chase
Grief and gloom.
Only one life , and remember to be ,
Near the ravine .
And in the mist over the water stretches .
Freezes cars .
Again on a long journey in the morning is going to
Circus tent ...

Chorus 2x .