We are the underground ghosts
We appear in halls and stairs
We can't freeze when it's cold
We can go everywhere
It's only music in our ears
Music of dirty stations
We walk, [bad word]  we live
Beside people

Some of us were killed by wind
That blow [bad word] trains
Some of us wear head scars
And will not make jump again
How we live without hands,
Without heads and eyes
Invisible monsters which understand
If you can live, you can die

Can you see the underground ghosts?
Next passenger - is he alive or dead?
Do you know - it can be worse

We are the underground ghosts
We appear in halls and stairs
We can't freeze when it's cold
We can go everywhere

We walk, [bad word] 

Some of us were killed by wind
That blow [bad word] trains
Some of us wear head scars
And will not make (the) jump again

We walk, [bad word]