Текст песни Майоров Сергей - Вещий сон

I want to return home,
On the wall to find the box,
Where the veil of my acquaintance curtains
Close the little world of everything.

For the moment, any parsecs
Serafimovo wearing wings,
I treat the stairs upstairs,
Measurements at a friend's door.

Like God of Thunder comin
Electric current in the wire,
Bells ringing to say:
"Opens as soon as the gates!"

Santimetry brick wall
It separates me from the heat.
Turn the bolts the door,
Back home, meet me.

For a moment, I closed my eyes,
To remember your dream Friday,
Opening, rejoice: "Yes,
All came to pass that foretold in it! "

19/10/2015