Текст песни Iggy Pop - Про чистую и прекрасную мечту

In the dead CAR
(Free translation)

Eerie wind whistles in the night.
To whom it my dog ​​growls?
Something pulls me out of the house -
Just cut circles.
Baby, it's you familiar?
Do you remember a man
He offered to drive? Well,
I call him?
Yes, he would not climb into the soul,
We give a damn about him. Listen:
We will go on a dead car.
Live - in the machine of death.

You do not mind - open the window?
Breathe. And I wake up at the same time.
Turn off the radio, pliz
They play such crap.
Give me a hand. So ... And down ..
Oh-oh, a good day today.
Night? Well yes. And silence. Paradise.
Do not interrupt.
You imagine: there is nothing else,
Only that our clunker.
And we're going to a dead car.
Live - in the machine of death.
You know how to Mandalina?
Play ...

Let me touch your stomach.
How strange, he's growing,
My child. Grows and breathes.
He knows that he will die,
Like all people. But he can not hear!
And I hear - do not understand.
Well, you, too, know how to joke -
Do not blush.
Baby, life - it's like a movie:
Only the audience is real, but
He goes to a dead car.
We - the living death in the car.
Play me a mandolin.