Текст песни Г.Заречный - Пацан крутил баранку уж не первый год

The kid turned the steering wheel so the first year

 I turn the steering wheel and not feel anxiety

 It was an ordinary day - no fog, no ice

 And before him drunk crossing the road

 Drunk fell, screaming wildly brakes

 Even God could not do anything

 The kid sat with his hands covering his eyes

 The kid was sitting and had legs to do

 He got into debt, he sold the house for nothing

 Then flew earned thousands

 He appeared before the court paid

 But the court decided - what to tinker with it to the poor

 Not wriggled like an eel lawyer

 And the jury sleepy yawning

 And they decided - the accused is guilty

 Let him sit there to his pooblomali

 CHORUS Loma zone is not such, there were steeper

 It is not easy to live among thieves, hard twist

 In the area, there is one law - there is no law

 Be still, be patient - not you break zone

 Loma area of ​​diehard and proud

 Let them in turn to shit Makala snout

 To turn man from man

 The prisoner

 He broke bespredelschina and scum

 Six beaten inspectors finished

 And if he suddenly fell on the steps in the mud

 He planted his feet concepts

 He howled at night, to be heard god

 But God went from prison

 And little boys woke up in a wolf

 Which is in every man by nature

 Modulation + 1

 He became what would have been had

 Mother of a predator, surly and fanged

 And suddenly began to move faster, the

 Towards the will on which to live dangerously

 After all, there is the wild life is not worth a penny

 In the hands of the guardians of the law snickering

 Where the driver are on the razor's edge

 Left Catcher law, to the right - the zone

 Modulation + 1

 In this area half of the country sat

 And it is a road with no restrictions

 He zarechetsya from the bag and out of jail

 Togo living area knelt

 CHORUS

 Years have passed, long over this period

 But that's heart ached from chanson

 Grizzled guy is driving

 Left Catcher law, to the right - the zone