Текст песни БумеR - Прямым маршрутом

Twelve hours on, and we are still no sleep
Twelve o'clock, when they took me
And operas young, stately posture tacking,
And to me there is nothing, as they say everything to the Thuja ...

(chorus)
Fuck, I cool yet is
A direct route for CTI
Goodbye Belisik and Yerevan
And hello sunny Magadan

I'll vspomniat those warm days of summer and
And I will not wait for his answer from a woman
No letters, no parcels and Telegraph
And with the women there just be me with the chips wheelbarrow

(Chorus 2 p)
Fuck, I cool yet is
A direct route for CTI
Goodbye Belisik and Yerevan
And hello sunny Magadan

Driven wheels, across the Russian mom
All further from the things of the soul left
And more than ever I do it will not return
Just because there is no happiness under the sun