Russia, what hast thou done to me?

Russia, what hast thou done to me? Thy mysteries and thy size always seduce me into thy arms. Thy passion and thy deep waters of feeling and emotion do not drown me. I float and ride atop thee. Water to drown. Fire to burn. Air to breathe, and Earth to roam. I sing a song for thee.

The road to Russia. I love the road, I hate the road, I make love to the road, and I abuse the road. And, she loves it.