The city is sleeping...
Complete silence rings in the ears.
My breath is gone...
At two o'clock it thunders... But it seems to vibrate in the walls.

It sounded...
Maybe it was a terrible dream.
Or a phantom...
It leaves a trace of experience... And scares the frozen people around.

The city is sleeping...
But why is it so bad in the heart?
The pressure is normal...
I'm brave! I lie quietly so that I can be "in shape" in the morning.

Complete silence...
Trembling... And swallowing hidden tears.
The city is sleeping...
Thunderstorms in the sky? No - the echo of frightened nerves thunders.

So it's morning...
Soon the dawn will shed life with color.
I am not alone...
Usual affairs... Very soon, I believe, the war will end!!!