Текст песни Дмитрий Полторацкий - Я скоростной

Running - and I take off over the site!
I am the first pace! I am the highest!
The stands are stunned by our fight,
Tired of screaming, switched to howl!
I myself am ready to howl a hungry wolf,
But the one who must make me a pass,
Point blank does not look at my T -shirt
And I will jump in vain a broken hour.

Buddy, you and I are sick with a game,
But this is not hockey or football.
We will be up to the end with you
One game with naming - volleyball!

I am the first pace, again I go to the grid.
I am ready in the "Three" to "stick".
Grazing, in the "four", like candy,
I hung the ball. Without a block - what do not beat!
Well, how much can I still
Hang over the net without a blow?!
I am indignant all, I protest!
And I quietly remember someone's mother.

Point in the point, reach ecstasy!
The opponent gives a control ball.
I am the first pace - a car without refusal -
He waved his hand over the net like an executioner.
The stands were silent. Take the judges!
I myself am the verdict today!
Do not be afraid, this time there will be no blood -
I put the ball into the floor, not an ax!

I break my fingers of the Grand Super Leagues -
Control ball on our side!
To screens from Khabarovsk to Riga
People closed, forgetting about a dream.
I am the first pace, again I go to the net -
The last pass try not to give me!
Control ball in the fourth mark
I inject with a cry: "Your mother!"

Buddy, you and I are sick with a game,
But this is not hockey or football.
We will be up to the end with you
One game with naming - volleyball!