Текст песни Наталия Озерова - спокойной ночи

October me Ubajukal
Quiet music of sleepy centuries.
And, listening to mysterious sounds,
I will see the illusions of dreams.

You call me across a century,
Through the cold of eternal winter.
But the cruel plenti will be dismissed -
Sounds of terrible string.

"Sleep quiet, my foggy ..." -
Whispering gently hiding longing.
Frozen in the lingerie desirable.
I will not see spring.