Текст песни Дмитрий Овчинников - Велосипед

There is no road back, there is no road ahead,
There is no way to the left or to the right.
Across the horizon, between two marshes
Only potholes and ditches.

And the legs do in a thousandth time
A new turn, that neither a pedal, it is gas.

We will be covered by rain and catch up with the night,
The bright sun will fry us.
You do not look anywhere, you do not expect anything,
Only cool water from the well.

I'll even eat dinner for breakfast,
I do not need extra weight in my backpack,
It makes more sense inside than outside.

And legs do in a thousandth time
A new turn, that neither a pedal, it is gas.