Текст песни Фёдор Маливанов - Я ЕДУ

I'm going on the road on wet asphalt
I always look out the window
And sometimes I'm going through the serpentine at night
Into Bosoy on the snow it's lucky
I'm going food going where I do not know for sure
But I know for sure I'm almost probably
On the sausage tram on the top of the tube
And even at that time went - everything is still

I'm going to work bibeate pushing
I go sitting standing on the shelf and riding
Delay flights on the way Lugaz lose
At least slowly but tickly thanks and on that
I'm going and outside between measurements
As it may seem to the inquisitive mind
And somewhere stop i see in distance
But most importantly tell me why

I wind the rails of the poles and do not consider
At the speed of rubble merges in flour
Friends from Peron Mashe Bride escorted
I'm going food I can't stay
Invisible forces in unknown Dali
on the left and right on the goose-swan
I'm going on a rocket to go-a pedal
In the sleigh on the chariot in a suit and in the laps