Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Луноход.

I am your rover,
Dangling in weightlessness,
Greeter hot sun rise,
Without wheels, limp in his modesty.

I'm your lonely lunar rover,
Hovering for many years on the moon,
My radar low,
Everything was looking for something in your soul.

I am your rover empty
No blood and skin,
I do not breathe, do not alive,
And I do not feel the cold shivers.

I'm somewhere in the cosmos,
Without a motion,
And there was no iron in my body cry,
And I did not feel any closer to you.

Your rover I
Metal and glass,
I was looking at the moon, you,
But it is not found, and is now back on the Moon traces of the river.