Текст песни Алёна Вотякова - Тихо

Nobody will ever write me
And not a line, not even a word.
No letters will be sent to this region
And they will not send the messenger boy.

It’s so quiet here: the wind will not blow
The owl will die and the sound will disappear.
But no one will find me here
Not a dog, not even a spider.

It’s so quiet here: in the mountains, beyond the waters,
There are no villages and no roads.
It’s so quiet here - I won’t hide it,
Here you will not find traces of someone’s legs.

There are mountains, and a forest, and a plain,
There are fields and a river near the fields.
I have a feather bed for you
A nightingale will sing for you here.

It’s quiet in my castle; to pain
Silence rings in the corridors.
It’s quiet in my castle - I won’t hide it,
The whole castle and in it - I am alone.

I won’t wait for you:
You and I won’t write a letter,
Just know that far, beyond the river,
The whole castle and in it - I am alone.