Текст песни Дорожное радио Тамбов - гололёд

Vodka I drove from Moscow to "KAMAZ"
Zhukov merchant in Kurgan,
the case for the new year,
and almost at home, I -
Hundreds of kilometers and the Urals.

And I did not expect popadalova,
I did not expect nature of meanness -
day plus two Celsius
and streams on the route pour -
night frost took and gave.

Icing - or backward, and not forward,
Icing - no luck so unlucky.
Guo - lo - ice.

Hundreds of poor fellows, as such as I am,
polzёm up and roll back
Mother toil,
laemsya on the road,
weather and send in the ass.

Two days protorchali just like that,
We befriended the infamous ice
Michael from Vologda,
Nicholas from Peter -
We met in the cockpits of the new year.

Icing - or backward, and not forward,
Icing - no luck so unlucky,
Guo - lo - ice.