Текст песни Дубиковский Антон - Полетели на Авто

Once again I sit behind the wheel of his car
Ignition, handbrake, tire pressure
I reach speeds, up to a limit
Play music and flew, flew

On the roads of Krasnodar, and around the world
The food is not to your rented apartment
Across the bridge at the North and at School
Warming up your engine in flight with faith

No matter what the city or country
This music includes spite fate
And even if you have no mood
Will you sing to me only

Again in the morning to work
In a traffic jam stood for more sound
You add to your gray columns
Shout we'll fly, fly

No matter in what car you dissect
On his Gellentvagene il Reno
You turn on a song through a distance
Feel and live your heart

All wash their wheels on the asphalt
But do not forget about other
After all, the driving should always be the safety of
Preserving life itself

Forget about their life problems
And not to think about all the bad
Shout and flew headwind
Blowing in our faces, evil enemies