Текст песни ДИКИЙ МЕД - Миссисипи-Блюз

I do not see the Mississippi,
I do not see the light of your fires.
and shall die in the gutter,
Not having taken a sip of water my dreams.
I do not see the Mississippi,
I do not see the light of your fires.

Is there somewhere in Mississippi
Hardly, hardly around so dark.
The whole little soul persecuted
I fought to the closed window.
Is there somewhere in Mississippi
hardly, hardly around so dark.

I have a ticket to the Mississippi!
In Mississippi drown his longing
Money, tears - all of it!
Last nail in the black board
I have a ticket to the Mississippi!
Mississippi drown his longing!

Let dream Mississippi
The glowing, magical, peaceful sleep
Just let the dream of the Mississippi -
Nothing else I need.
Let the dream of the Mississippi ...