Текст песни ВИА Дубы-Колдуны - Песенка велосипедистов

It was difficult for a man
Ten thousand years ago,
He walked to the pharmacy on foot,
At work, at the zoo.
He did not know the bicycle,
Blindly believed in miracles,
Because he did not know
All the advantages of the wheel,
Wheels.
Sun on spokes,
Blue overhead,
The wind is in our faces,
We pass the ball of the earth.
Winds and worms,
Running away into the distance,
Sit down and just
You press the pedal.
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And now in the white world
Everyone is wheeling somewhere,
Going adults and children
At work, at the zoo.
They go to a bath and a pharmacy,
They go to the mother-in-law for dinner,
What will happen to the man
In ten thousand years,
A thousand years ...
Sun on spokes,
Blue overhead,
The wind is in our faces,
We pass the ball of the earth.
Winds and worms,
Running away into the distance,
Sit down and just
You press the pedal.
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance
Far-far-far distance