Текст песни 7 paca - Последний сон

And lips dried and cracked
In a heavy fever sleep
Following the pupils, consciousness
Echoing the history of the world
Ask the lead dome
Hanging tight over the city
Ninth stuffy day:
"Now then, surely the end?"
And the sun cut up the clouds
Shivering feverishly:
"No, this is just the beginning,
Try on and that crown "