Текст песни Александр Сафронов - Старая кабина

The forests and fields of the city float by
Familiar as the dembelsky album
We were on the highway carries an old cabin
The cabin is also small our house

Countryman not rush the wheel dovorachivat
Rotations are not always cool
Even in a smooth turn sharply not to turn
The wheels do not forgive bustle

Let him at least midnight night long road
We always leave a little sorry
You pomashesh hand silently at the threshold
But I again attracts the unknown distance
Unknown distance ....

During the winter, spring and summer for autumn
Fall in apple orchards
Flies out the window the smoke from cigarettes
And after him fly my year

Let him at least midnight night long road
We always leave a little sorry
You pomashesh hand silently at the threshold
But I again attracts the unknown distance
Unknown distance ....

Let him at least midnight night long road
We always leave a little sorry
You pomashesh hand silently at the threshold
But I again attracts the unknown distance
Unknown distance ....