Текст песни ZNAKI - Сон

Strange lights on, but I do not see anything,
It hurts me to atmospheric column presses on the stomach,
Quietly, so that you could hear through the joint apartment shelvings,
The sound that dream machinist on the top floor,
Kids dream sea and the huge whales,
Dead postman - that he is still alive,
The most svorlivoy Baba - that she was alone,
I, when I stopped drinking, had a dream foam burzhuinskie wine
I had a God among the cities of the landfill
And somewhere waiting for the alarm clock, which is charged to the call for six hours,
Strange lights on, but I do not see anything,
It hurts me to atmospheric column presses on the stomach.