Зоя Ященко - дорожный блюз
текст песни

Here is the evening again.
I put on a coat.
It's starting to rain,
We sit in a car.
On washed glass
Maple leaf trembles,
You click on the pedal
And the road runs.
The lights swim
Tired windows,
Lights along the river,
Headlights of oncoming cars,
We go through the fog
On your ship,
And he counts the device
Our days are on Earth.

Winked at the traffic light,
We are standing by the bridge
Under the bridge half
Water is silver
The bridge bent to the river
Something tells her something
Both have such
Enchanted look.
Based on the cane,
The old station smokes,
He is all day today
Trains escorted.
Midnight composition
Five minutes left.
The old station smokes,
And he is good.

Winked at the traffic light,
You click on the pedal
Your car
So similar to the piano.
You play by ear
Relying to taste
You click on the pedal
He plays his blues.
The lights swim
Unfamiliar planets.
You are such a virtuoso
There is no better music!
The rain knocks on the glass,
Echoing the rustle of tires ...
LIFE…
LIFE!