Текст песни К центру Земли - Объятия Морфея

Trailed under the windows motor,
And verse in cats their careless talk
Homeless dog sad at a house entrance,
While home sheburshitsya package feed.

But all of them are waiting for the arms of Morpheus.
Exaggerated over the midnight sky.
Someone he bestow sweet delirium,
And someone will not wait personal Eden.

I'll sing to you about our meetings,
On the wild, melting colors,
On the small stars in the milky way
On long-haul, the fabulous worlds.

Where extinguished candles, graduating evening
Trailed with ringing someone's breath.
But everyone is looking for their intersection
In parallel to the road.

It has long ceased nasty roar of the engine,
Without cats yard so strangely quiet,
And unusual chest presses freedom,
Its thorns in your plunging.

But you waiting arms of Morpheus,
Forgetting the pain, give it to them.
Open your gates of Eden,
Sweetest eyes overshadowing poison.

There will be singing to you about our meetings,
On the wild, melting colors,
On the small stars in the milky way
On long-haul, fairy worlds

Where...