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Motor rumble
tore up the night peace
On the way to
racing rocker young,
Black paint
decorated germo helmet,
After all, this guy,
he was familiar everywhere and to everyone

As usual,
he drove up to the porch,
took a girl
and went around the city,
They skated,
From a whole night until morning
and all are more beautiful,
for him was she

But one day,
the evening came quickly,
and this guy
to her entrance drove up,
and u-u maple
The Volvo is black,
and that girl,
he does not look at him

But that kid,
she did not show it to her,
I sat down on Java
and to the stop the gas pressed,
Kilometer,
the lights flashed
on a turn,
he did not have time to slow down

At that road
a monument to him
And that girl
often goes to him in the evening,
"Forgive me, my dear,
I am guilty before you,
And tears are pouring down
from the brown eyes of her - the river

Motor rumble
will not break night peace,
On the way to
do not rush the rocker young
On that cross,
hanging shabby helmet-helmet
After all, this guy,
was a sign everywhere and all ...