Текст песни Ploskost Vospriyatiya - Ночные кошмары

Under the weight of the sky sore ribs, sore hands
At night, at two o'clock on the balcony of hiding from dreams
Moody wind blown throat, breaking the sound
Stumbled time and this attack is not new
Embracing knees, folded in half, I'll think of September
On how close to home the sea, and I was stuck in dry heat
And during the day the sun burns the skin lick the body for half an hour,
Again, fatigue embrace the shoulders, in the evening, wipe his eyes sleepily
But at night again nightmarish attack of color images and vivid feelings
Strangled dense web of moral fears and follies
In dreams a reality, grimacing disgusting, breaks the life and voice
 Now if only to survive until tomorrow, and then to believe - in miracles