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The freeway is noisy like the ocean

Liubov Dancheva

The freeway is noisy like the ocean Non-stop. There's a truck caravan going there On business trips.

Everyone has their own route Cargo delivery. For the experienced the path is not difficult, And not a burden.

The cars have everything for living, Warm, not cramped. A week, two or three days Truck drivers on the road.

There are difficulties along the way, And bad weather. But it’s worth gaining experience - Adversity will go away.

They should get medals, But for God's sake, They love to live for the good of people, Work hard.

For those who live by faith, The Lord will help. Will bring you to the desired goal The work is difficult.

They will thank them for their work Their children, wives, When will they return and enter? To the native “zones”.

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