Текст песни Nautilus Pompilius - Умершие во сне

Died in his sleep did not see death, I closed the eyes
Died in his sleep while away the long nights of gossip
Died in his sleep unwilling to admit that they gobbled up the mouse
Died in his sleep continue to pretend that they are still breathing
But...
A loud sound and rolled dice
A loud cry and the collapse of the roof
My God, do not ask me to dance in the churchyard
My God, speak softly as possible
Died in his sleep in the ashes warm cold hands
Died in his sleep of faith take unnecessary flour
Died in his sleep did not see how the worms izeli their land
Died in his sleep continue to pretend that they are asleep
But...
A loud sound and rolled dice
A loud cry and the collapse of the roof
My God, do not ask me to dance in the churchyard
My God, speak softly as possible
Died in his sleep broke his bell and became deaf
Died in his sleep prayers over a bunch rot
Died in his sleep admire the sky in a cast iron frame
Died in his sleep continue to pretend that they were right
A loud sound and rolled dice
A loud cry and the collapse of the roof
My God, do not ask me to dance in the churchyard
My God, speak softly as possible