Текст песни Тимур Шаов - Дорожная

Whether in a wide field
The rains poured down the earth.
Is it our will
Change to rest?
Should we hide in a hole?
We are dear to our gut.
Tomorrow early in the morning
We'll saddle our horses!

Old outskirts
I will remember for a long time
Yes, there is a room in the salary,
Yes, the gray-haired mother ...
From native kurens
(The morning of the night is wiser)
At dawn in the morning
We'll saddle our horses!

The ringing of silver hooves
The path is not measured by anyone -
Here he is, our lost
Paradise found!
Let's be a rabble company
Gol without family title.
Tomorrow early morning
Saddle your horse!

The end of the earth is just a stone's throw
The edge of the earth can be seen from a horse.
And God wants to clean up -
Should I blame fate?
Download here, don't download -
Will find the bony one in the night.
So at least you won't die on the stove -
Let's saddle the horses!