Текст песни 14-Black Train - Мешок с костями

- A bag of bones -

 
Every morning
In the old apartment
In the attic
I can hear my song
From gramophone
On the women's grief
At night I dream of
Pale faces
The dark water
Mouths open
Ask them to help
In the nightmare
Etc
In this black abyss
We're all in jail
Calm our souls
You get the answer
Solve the mystery of our
Only then
We leave alone
you Forever

And once
Examining
bales of newspapers
In one edition
I found by accident
In response to all
In it Description
vanishing
young widow
What singing songs
On the banks of the river
dark water

By touching the newspaper
As in reality I saw -
What happened
That day calendar
Etc
destroy singer
Four guys
They wanted to have fun
And then kill
But she managed to virgin
All are words to say
Shouted that all of them
Will take the water!

In another vision
Something else was I
I saw the tree
Beneath it lay
Something in the ground
Very waking
He remembered the place
The forest ran
And without an error
Finding the tree
He began to dig
Etc
And I saw soon
There's a bag of bones
Understood that created
These people with it
I bury the bones in the Holy Land
And now do not come
Spirits are to me.