Для дальнобойщиков(КАМАЗ БЕЛОГО ЦВЕТА)

When the evening
Fall on my shoulder
You look calm and strong

Saw the last drop
Running down the clock
still the song goes on

I don't want to lose it
You don't want to leave it
I don't want to fake it
You don't want to say it

What the spider 
Left in the backyard
Is mine til we're gone

Youth is running 
Out of my bones and
Soon it may be stone

I don't want to share it
You don't want to miss it
I don't want to feel it
You don't want to see it