Текст песни Наутилус Помпилиус - Умершие во Сне

those who died in a dream did not notice how death closed their eyes
the dead in their sleep while away gossiping the long nights
those who died in a dream do not want to admit that they were eaten by mice
the dead in a dream continue to pretend that they are still breathing

the dead in a dream warm their cold hands under the ashes
those who died in a dream take unnecessary torment for faith
the dead in a dream do not see that the worms ate up their land
the dead in a dream continue to pretend that they are asleep

those who died in a dream, having broken their bell, became deaf
the dead in a dream read prayers over a pile of dust
the dead in a dream admire the sky in a cast-iron frame
the dead in a dream continue to pretend that they rule

one loud sound and the bones roll
one loud cry and the roofs will collapse
My God, don't ask me to dance in the churchyard
My God, speak as quietly as possible