Текст песни Павел Балагазов - Пишу о душе...

Dreams

Seven years ago I was released from prison.
And I escapes,
All shoots are dreaming ...
I mereschatsya rustling from the darkness.
Around drifts blue sparkle.

The whole camp was asleep,
Tired of worries,
In sparing heat
Deaf shanty sections.
But I hit with machine gun towers.
Spotlight hurt slashed heart.

Here I am on the field snow run.
I gasp.
I was soaked with sweat.
I wade through the taiga with a bang,
I fall into the greedy swamp.

Ovcharov barking somewhere in the corner.
I see their fangs bared.
I have to arrest loved dogs.
And now the dogs, I hate you! ..

I sprinkle tobacco marks.
I'm going to the creek,
To knock down the chase.
It is getting closer, closer.
Through the bushes
I distinguish the red epaulets ..

That spun the snowy hills ...
Here I fell.
And I can not get up.
... Seven years ago I was released from prison.
And I escapes,
All shoots are dreaming ...