Текст песни Аня Ананасова и Синдром Одиночества - Молчанье

The mood on the flowing wave radar
Stolen silence ...
              At their fingertips ...
                                             ridiculous, silently,
Walk along the edge of the spring ...

Look at the sky under the greedy escort
Waking up lanterns ...
                       And the blade warm
                                                     like an outcast,
              His soul develo ...

In a low voice looking at red ink
Paint the night ...
                     Colour black wings,
                                            Spread your mask ...
Newspaper secrets away ...

Today the Moon is your only audience
Play your dream ...
                        Without a word, but a gesture ...
                                           ... the last superintendent
Habitually hovering outside the window ...

Ostyvshim dawn comes a new,
Foggy, rainy day ...
                               And the wings were burnt ...
                                               and only wave,
Silently keep your shadow ...