CG Bros. - Король Дорог
текст песни

On the highway 120, 130, 140 ...
A speedometer in shock, clap of membranes
I'm going to all sounds and there is no limit
In a loose stream to rape the body

The soul under the shirt is persistently crushed
She prepared the wings for the flight
The heart is pounding with a roar of a motor
I will be in the sky soon

None of us are honored to live
We are pedestrians - the lower class
Such is not a place in the world roll
You are a conqueror of new tracks

King of roads, the god of speeds
You are a representative of the highest races
And we suck among people
Davi for gas, Davi for gas

Bezmilly people rush past
The car miraculously did not knock down their roads
Flapping on the way under the wheels will not heed
Let's crawl out the place to trample our land

I don’t see, I don’t hear, I don’t want to regret
I don't care about you, I don't know you
You need to roll more carefully along the tracks
When driving so much fagot

None of us are honored to live
We are pedestrians - the lower class
Such is not a place in the world roll
You are a conqueror of new tracks

King of roads, the god of speeds
You are a representative of the highest races
And we suck among people
Davi for gas, Davi for gas