Текст песни нина гус - на крышах ночного города

on the rooftops of the night city
people come out of spiritual hunger.

sit for hours
In the dark
  with thoughts.
night terrorists - we.
places marked with memory are waiting for their owners.
waiting, Eternal.

on the roofs of the night city
people live without feeling cold.

above us,
from U.S,
from the noisy run up the stairs
run to the touch
without knowing the interference.
silently so that not one ...
not a single person violated
  ritual of madness:
conversation with the stars
without opening the eyelids.
not one .. not one person ...