Текст песни Наговицин - В постели.

The white sheet on the back of ripe
It is not easy but I think
You can enter into the house barefoot
To stay with me together.

Chorus:
In bed, we sang a song without words
In bed sweating from nightmares
The bed went mad from the darkness
In bed, we burned our dreams
In bed.

In winter the windows and on the street ice
Recollect itself when the time comes
As the candle burned hazy fire
When we were with you together.

Chorus.

Blood on the wall is the blood of a bug
As in a nightmare fun crowd
Turn on the TV and the windows open
We can no longer be with you
In bed.

Chorus.