Bulldozer ripped the silenceAnd under the "knife" bushes slumped."Under zero" he razed the virgin lands,What would have arisen after the body.
"Rusty, Plant!" - Saw squealed."Grow up!" - Banging axesThe car drove up with planks,Chips flew, dust crust.
And the wind drawing Mota,Pressed pack of cigarettes.Foreman on black cursing:"Well later, you brought it!"
Bus - the first victory,As a child - the first step!Hard at work without lunch,Do not get tired welder - derzhak!
Some simple machines, tent,It was painted with "General"In the corner of a cold - with paint tub,And in a thin frost - metal.
Rug plus five - quite a bit!But not enough, how to look.Was not an easy road,But we've learned not to get old.
The leaders of change, people, fashion,But the same was our work.The assembly line for all these yearsBuses run, run!
Let s be a long,But by "priming" il highwayThe bustling streets, to the train stationsRunning our KAVZ in all its glory