Текст песни 23 - Радио тишины

After a hard day
Do not look for me.
In the morning I was young -
He returned gray-haired.

I plug my ears, cut off all the noise
I twist the handle to the desired wave.
All leading silently broadcast
On Radio Silence.

- - - - -
Hid in the smoke.
Neither friends nor family
Six or five minutes
I can’t be found.

And then I'll be back
And I’ll call everyone back.
And then I'll be back
In the roar of the new spring.

Until I catch again
Silence Radio,
Silence Radio,
Radio of Silence ...