Текст песни 06 - Свае Люде 106 - Зимний Велосезон

That ended a summer velosezon
to go home
it's time to climb into bed
and I'm not afraid to freeze this winter
I'll get the bike on the ice
I'll get the bike in the snow
    and only the wheels feel cold
    hands gripping the steering wheel and in the heart of the hammer zastuchit
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
Let the street frost my heart pumps fire
on the slopes of varicose veins
Crossroads dreams and pupils
and let minus forty but hovers at hand grips
Oil boils chain
smokes pereklyuk speeds
    through the fogs and frosts
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
gloves and no longer on hand pockets are
fulfeysom attacked helmet
clung knee joint
Protector bristling spikes gnaws black ice
snow asphalt concrete and sand
my iron horse shooter Stark
    and that for someone to winter grayness bad weather
    I twist the pedal for me winter happiness
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
    I did not warm the battery housing and communal services
    I'm hot just when I go faster
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon
    Winter velosezon