Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Луноход.

I am your rover,
Dangling in weightlessness,
Greeter hot sunrise,
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 live,
And I do not feel a shiver from the cold.

I'm somewhere in the cosmos,
Without a motion,
And there was iron in my body cried out,
And I did not feel any closer to you.

I am your rover,
From metal and glass,
I was looking at the moon, you,
But it is not found, and are now back on the Moon traces of the river.