Текст песни С. Курий - Звук Безмолвия

Hello, darkness, my old friend,
Let me talk to you.
I saw a dream this night
And he does not let go.
That vision
Still lives inside.
Look:
It is like a sound of silence.

As if I am delight home
On the cobblestone pavement
Zyabko rushing into his coat
And no one notes me.
But suddenly
broken sharp bright light -
And no night -
Blew silence.

And I saw people
What they speak silently
As if it tells a dumb,
As if it listens to deaf,
As if everything was absorbed here only the sound,
But this is friend
Only the sound of silence.

Look at how long
Metastasis silence!
Here is my hand! Where is yours?
I can help! Hear me!
But my voice echoes raindrops
Sounded and verse
In the Rips of Silence.

And everyone prayed, to help
They are neon their God.
And the prophets are already writing a long time ago
Only inscriptions on the walls of the subway,
On the wallpaper of our bedrooms,
And only there
Whispering to us
Sounds of silence.