Я из СССР - Дальнобойщики
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Past villages, past stations
The cabin is like home to us
We are shod in slates
Day and night behind the wheel

In the early hours, the sky is like an umbrella
Sorrow lulls you to sleep
Trails - a thread, to the horizon
Rushes into the distance

And in the southern heat
The sun is like a lampshade
Kilometers are long
The tape stretches, fur

At different times of the year
Tirelessly on the road
We are in any weather
We are nowhere to be found

We tore ourselves out
From Siberian swamps
And in the mountains, in the Urals
We were tormented by ice

In the winter cold, in traffic jams
So that the ice doesn't freeze
They didn't turn off the engines
Crossing the pass

We got there quite often
In the cold - winter sleep
And from the blizzard - markings
We couldn't see

And filled with load
In the vast distance
Cool, former union
Along the roads of the earth