Текст песни ВИА Поющие гитары - Песенка Велосипедистов

Oh (4x)

It was hard for a man ten thousand years ago,
He went on foot to the pharmacy, to work, in Zoosad.
He did not know the bike, blindly believed in miracles,
Because I did not make any advantages of the wheel,
Wheels.

Sun on the spokes, blue over his head,
The wind in our face, overtaking the globe's bowl.
Winds and liestures running away
Say and just click on the pedal.

Dal-Dal-Dahl-Dahl (4X)

And now on the white light everything goes somewhere,
Eating adults and children to work, in Zoosad.
Go to the bath and pharmacy, come to a little for lunch,
What will happen to a man in ten thousand years?
Thousands of years ...

Sun on the spokes, blue over his head,
The wind in our face, overtaking the globe's bowl.
Winds and liestures running away
Say and just click on the pedal.

Dal-Dal-Dahl-Dahl (4X)
Oh (4x)
Dal-Dal-Dahl-Dahl (4X)