Текст песни МС Кулич - Мои разбитые мечты

My broken dreams
I collect on fragments.
And quietly, threshing,
The medium of bitterness and emptiness.

Dry mouth, in the eyes of fog,
Caught as if in a cage.
And on the legs standing hard,
Although not bitten and not drunk.

From the world fenced the wall,
In which there is love and joy,
And I do not live, but I wonder.
And you are one of the fault.

I drowned in your eyes.
You have taken my peace by forever.
How much need and how little
To destroy everything in one moment.

And my wind dispels the dust,
It is meaningless, inspired and wasted.
So slowly, painfully I die,
With your name on the mouth ...