Текст песни Валера Ульянов - эхо сотен тысяч неуслышанных .

Echo of hundreds of thousands is not heard me tell you,
What the forest makes a noise, causing the arrow runs so fast,
Outside the window of time so much, but here it is not enough.
And whose patterns on winter window painted with a brush.

I got off the subway, I was there waiting for the cold wind,
Soon we became friends, he did not seem out of here,
The wind did not tell me the terrible secrets
But he told why in the closet at night sometimes rattles dishes.

I do not know to whom this appeal,
I do not know whom to tell about it to me,
Perhaps singing about it in the sky birds
But they already know they will not be interested to hear.

The light of the moon is very uneven, interferes with sleep
Captain sky space blaster burns me forever
Eternal by solitary confinement in the fall, he goes for a walk
We got up the clock, I was either dead or in them it is time to replace the batteries.