Текст песни Дорожное радио Тамбов - гололёд

Vodka I drove from Moscow to & quot; KAMAZ & quot;
Zhukov merchant in Kurgan,
the case for the new year,
and almost at home, I -
Hundreds of kilometers and the Urals.

And I did not expect popadalova,
the nature of the meanness did not expect -
day plus two Celsius
and streams along the route pour -
night frost took and gave.

Icing - or backward, and not forward,
Icing - no luck so unlucky.
Go - Lo - ice.

A hundred wretches such as I am,
polzёm up and roll back
Mother toil,
laemsya on the road,
the weather and send in the ass.

Two days protorchali just,
We befriended the infamous ice
Michael from Vologda,
Nikolai from Peter -
We met in the cockpits of the new year.

Icing - or backward, and not forward,
Icing - no luck so unlucky,
Go - Lo - ice.