Текст песни Три богатыря - Тройка

The cars stand and sound loudly
And do not get anywhere
It's in the city today
In every city today, traffic jams
Oh trouble trouble trouble trouble trouble

Chorus:
And under the ringing ring and on a meeting chasing
Domchatsya in any region
Three strong horses, three stylish horses
Dobrynya, Alyosha, Ilya.

And what kind of transport is our bird three
All traffic lights in spite of
Rushing three, you try
Rushing fun and she did not how much
Not roads are not terrible not expensive

Chorus:
And in the middle of the night and the day is hotter than fire
They fly over a huge country
Three quick horses, eh three sober horses
Nit, black, icy.

And to us to any end of the big world
Get the brothers is not a question
We do not have competitors on the market
Are not dependent on oil prices we
But only on oats, oats, oats

Chorus:
And we carry ourselves away, and carry ourselves away
We spread sadness and sadness
Such a fate, such a fate
Hooves to throw away

And in the middle of the day three horses faithful keeping the fairy tale
Hover friends
Three glorious horses, the most important horse
Dobrynya, Alyosha, Ilya