Outside it is snow, yet we moving steady
In my town it cold; Kharkovchanka ready
Vadim stuck at home, all his fuel deep froze
Meanwhile blas-blas-blasting, going where we do not need roads

Massive living cabin, placed on a tank carriage
All this Slavic steel, conquer Arctic it will manage
Cover massive distance, slowly sipping on that grey tea
Uamee start moving when outside is -80

Kharkovchanka, it is built to last
It is lada of the snow that nothing has surpassed
Kharkovchanka, it is built to last
The kharkovchanka is so good, we made into hardbass!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!

Diesel frozen, big snow scoop
Thicker than a Slavic soup
Rolling cold without a tank, a gopnik in a Kharkovchanka

Kharkovchanka, it is built to last
It is lada of the snow that nothing has surpassed
Kharkovchanka, it is built to last
The kharkovchanka is so good, we made into hardbass!
Gopnik in a kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!
Kharkovchanka!