Lyrics Play Back band - Сотни миль
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Сотни миль в дороге.
Жизнь его всегда в пути.
На своем пожившем, старом Форде,
Все давно оставил позади.
Движется на запад,
В салоне звучит блюз,
Пересекая Штаты,
Он перевозит груз.
Перевозит груз.
Припев:
Сотни миль, мчит пустыней старый Форд.
Глотает, глотает пыль, потертый автомобиль.
Сотня за сотней миль, уходит на запад в порт,
Поживший потертый старый Форд.
Поживший старый Форд.
На пустынной трассе,
Мысли все уходят прочь.
Время еще есть в запасе,
День опять сменяет ночь.
Вдруг все стало ясно,
Он заметил что-то впереди.
Она была так прекрасна,
Ее было нужно подвести.
Ее было нужно подвести.
Припев.
С тех пор все изменилось
И много время утекло.
Дороги их соединились,
Им найти друг друга повезло,
Сотни миль в дороге,
Они еще друг с другом провели,
На своем пожившем старом Форде,
Все давно оставив позади.
Все давно оставив позади.
Припев.
Hundreds of miles on the road.
His life is always on the way.
On his old old forde
All left behind.
Moves west
In the cabin blues sounds,
Crossing the States,
He is transporting cargo.
Carrying cargo.
Chorus:
Hundreds of miles, old Ford rushes through the desert.
Swallows, swallows dust, shabby car.
A hundred for a hundred miles, going west to the port,
Lived shabby old Ford.
Who lived old Ford.
On a deserted track
Thoughts all go away.
There is still time left,
Day again replaces the night.
Suddenly everything became clear
He noticed something ahead.
She was so beautiful
She had to be let down.
She had to be let down.
Chorus.
Since then, everything has changed.
And much time has passed.
Their roads are united,
They find each other lucky
Hundreds of miles on the road
They still spent each other,
On his lived old forde,
All long left behind.
All long left behind.
Chorus.
His life is always on the way.
On his old old forde
All left behind.
Moves west
In the cabin blues sounds,
Crossing the States,
He is transporting cargo.
Carrying cargo.
Chorus:
Hundreds of miles, old Ford rushes through the desert.
Swallows, swallows dust, shabby car.
A hundred for a hundred miles, going west to the port,
Lived shabby old Ford.
Who lived old Ford.
On a deserted track
Thoughts all go away.
There is still time left,
Day again replaces the night.
Suddenly everything became clear
He noticed something ahead.
She was so beautiful
She had to be let down.
She had to be let down.
Chorus.
Since then, everything has changed.
And much time has passed.
Their roads are united,
They find each other lucky
Hundreds of miles on the road
They still spent each other,
On his lived old forde,
All long left behind.
All long left behind.
Chorus.