Текст песни Пурга - Неподписанный сон

Among the leaves falling on the road
By godlessly roaming lies
Slowly hands reach for god
Despair paints soul paints

And death like a reflection
Leaves the last word in sleep
Late to the sun
Latecomer to life

Again I believe death without looking
How she lazily kills people
Again a cry on my face - for God's sake
Teach children to be afraid

I tiredly take in my hand
Unsigned moan
I'm sure that this sound
Everyone obeys - it looks like the law
The word passed - he endure again
And with annoying stubbornness to survive my death

How new steel is not eternal in the city
So it's time for me to leave
Here autumn will leave people with sorrow
I don't need her, I can get over her

I tiredly take in my hand
Unsigned moan
I'm sure that this sound
Everyone obeys - it looks like the law
The word passed - he endure again
and with annoying tenacity to survive your death