Текст песни Мегельбей Эния - Сон

come to me in a dream at least
touch your gentle cheek
October stands behind the windows
and there is no hope ...
for clarity in heaven and heart ...
clear glass transparency ...
blood mixed with pepper
burned in veins, but flowed ...
dank rain - not cold yet
and the wind is not so sinister ....
not a young man, but still young ..
so why do I have a prophetic dream ...
you are not in it - I see the road ..
and on the side of the wreath and a cross ..
running and falling ... getting closer ...
silence awoke alone like a finger ...