Текст песни Біла футболка на голові - На мопеді

Never could I not come up in my head,
Shaw can be a truly
Infinite horizon velytenskyh krymsyh mountains
Which runs on map
Transparent quiet blue water, black sea
I want to go to a place where there is no sorrow

Chorus
on a scooter
I go where no one
on a scooter
I go to a place where warm winter
Never could not think that there are in our country
These mountain roads, which in turns every minute
On the left side of the road somewhere beneath glittering Black Sea
And on the right you have hanging over his head skelyastiyi mountains
It may be contrary to the right sea and mountains on the left side
But no matter the time or distance - beautiful spaces

on a scooter
I go where no amber
on a scooter
I go where everywhere is full of wine

As well, of course YUBK great place
live it every day anew
If you have run out of money and fuel
It is time to home
Everyone who was in the Crimea desire to return here has long been known
And just tell you that you need not go to this one

Q-in
on a scooter
I return to where everyday life
on a scooter
Come back to Crimea with friends I have.