Текст песни A-Project А.Чернявский - Сон о войне

I dreamed sleep - the war goes
And nerves were denied,
As if the enemy again on us
Attacked like forty-first
Everywhere death, everywhere fear,
Filled with air pain
And automatic in my hands
And the sky cries blood.

Heaven was raised by fire
Under bombs of others
And the souls and hearts rush,
And the flesh is young.
All explosions, explosions and fire
And horror endless,
And everyone who he gave love
War is stealing, on forever ...

And distraught from losses
From grief dyeria
I am all shooting in war,
Sobbing and shooting
And waking up, I'm in tears
Teeth Rives pillow,
And hate in my eyes
Fire burns the soul.