Текст песни Лора Бочарова - Сон Пилата

I slept, I dreamed of Galileo
In the channels of the yellow rivers
A tired man wandered between them
Like a beast whose run is interrupted.
I asked him what happened
What is his sadness
But he was silent and did not raise his eyes,
As if I hadn’t heard ...
And that hour the cry of a man covered him with himself,
And he was drowning in him
Stunned and dumb
Damned by the crowd ...
Then I dreamed of hundreds of thousands
Crying about him
The terrible truth revealed by a dream -
I was his enemy.