Песенка велосипедистов [Pesenka velosipedistov] [English translation]

It was difficult for human ten thousand years ago-

He had to walk to drugstore, to work, to zoo

He didn't know a bicycle, blindly believed in miracles

Because he didn't know all the value of a wheel,

A wheel

CHORUS:

Sun on the spokes

Blueness above the head

Wind in our faces

We are faster than the globe

Winds and miles

Running into the distance

You're pressing the pedal

Distance-distance-distance-distance...

Nowadays, in the whole white world everybody's traveling about:

Adults and children driving to work, to zoo

Driving to sauna and drugstore, driving to mother-in-law for lunch

What will happen to humans in ten thousand years?

Thousand years...

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