Текст песни Мюзикл Граф Монте Кристо - Это сон

This is a dream, my long-time dream,
Sleep comfort for inconsolable eyes.

So I dreamed of
People, I ask you, do not buoy us.

How many things were: unnecessary, ridiculous,
And passed, everything went, as it was not, as it was not.

I have my son, and anyone he was
The main thing is that it is, and this is happiness.

Forget everything: you are and me!
How can I believe where I have words to find?
There is your home, he is waiting for you.
The gods decided my soul to save.

I'm tired of being one: without a homeland, unmarried!
Oh, my boy, my son, forgive me.

So many winters
Wound, lost
How from the gloom to the light:
Everything is over, everything started.

You know how much I need to tell you?
Ermina has a son, Benedetto mother

This is a dream, my long-time dream.