Текст песни Трофим - Тормоза

Threads highways
Kilometer fate tangled around the axle.
The route winds as life,
Milestones, but flicker stripes.
Closely mahorochki cabin smoke,
Diesel swears vtihomolochku
And so on through the valleys prigorochka
Roll container ...
 
The brakes will not give up on the descent,
On the rise of the engine does not stall
And the rush of potholes on Russian
Long, the driver drove.
 
Along the side of the road
Russia woods, fields, villages, poverty
Tea, cakes, and love
In four of the ruble - not too lazy to buy.
Counter drove me flashes headlights
Know ahead of traffic police with radars
And goodbye showering solarium,
Will disappear in the midnight shadows.

The brakes will not give up on the descent,
On the rise of the engine does not stall
And the rush of potholes on Russian
Long, the driver drove.
 
Home stay family
And without my wife still could not fall asleep,
He walks into the kitchen to smoke
And firmly to himself, that separation will take place.
Daughter teddy bear sniffs with,
Today it without me obedient.
He knows that I will bring her toys,
So in a way you're lucky!
 
The brakes will not give up on the descent,
On the rise of the engine does not stall
And the rush of potholes on Russian
The trucker, took the driver!
Drove Drove chauffeur chauffeur.
Drove Drove chauffeur chauffeur.