Текст песни Борис Белов - Во сне

Sleep like a canvas on which I deduce you

your sketch.
Hands, tender as silk, gentle your lips.
As for me, and the two of us.

But he destroys everything burns
In me everything dies, dies
And you do not notice, do not answer
In a dream, in a dream.

Look, piercing your opinion, incinerated in

me that I had now no.
No, I do not want to, I hear your words,

you whisper it to me in a dream then.

But he destroys everything burns
In me everything dies, dies
And you do not notice, do not answer
In a dream, in a dream.
But he destroys everything burns
In me everything dies, dies
And you do not notice, do not answer
In a dream, in a dream.