Текст песни 21.MC Fort - Под звук колес

Chorus:
Under the sound of the wheels second-class carriage
In the circle of people on the status of the same, as I
I feel as if the lack of home
Home slice of life

Under the sound of the wheels second-class carriage
In the circle of people on the status of the same, as I
I feel as if the lack of home
Home slice of life

Noise, talk, laughter, the smell of smoke in the air
All anything, but the heat is unbearable
Good company, gulls and conversations
Fly kilometers, cities, districts
Bottle of red wine on a table cloth
Electric cars slowly roll
Between spouses frank conversation
Towards the south and the sun runs wagon
Time passes, the heat already falls
Overnight changes daily, and people fall asleep
They look forward to tomorrow
Leave once a year, the Crimea is waiting for you
I rush to rest, because of all tired
Cold water lapped cheer my mouth
Relax in the glory of the number one goal
Mountain air, sea breeze, I and the Crimea

Chorus:
Under the sound of the wheels second-class carriage
In the circle of people on the status of the same, as I
I feel as if the lack of home
Home slice of life

Under the sound of the wheels second-class carriage
In the circle of people on the status of the same, as I
I feel as if the lack of home
Home slice of life