Текст песни Злые куклы - Нет страха

There is no fear of the dark
And the quiet corridors,
Moonlit
The windows and doors.

No shivering in the void,
In the library of dust,
In the silence of the books and squeaks
From the fissures and crevices

No fear in the night
And that someone is looking,
Definitely looks
From the windows and carpets.

Not terribly alone
In the dead of the night's stillness,
And the game of shadows
Do not run cold blood.

It's time to escape
From fear of crowded streets
Cheers and smiles,
Smiles without faces.

From the houses of horror -
multi-storey hives,
avalanche votes
And sounds without end

From radio, newspapers,
From blue screens,
Rustling modems
And from the doorbells.

From fear to speak,
From frivolous motions
From the feeling of duty,
From the steps of horror.

Rather, to the darkness
In the quiet corridors
Moonlit
The windows and doors.

To a great void,
For library dust,
To silence the books and squeaks
From the fissures and crevices.