Текст песни SCSI-9 - Special communication

I fall into a slumber ,
I fall zhmus
the clouds of my dreams , pearlescent turbid freaks .

Equally smeared faces of friends ,
around them day and night .
In my dreams I do not understand the reason for the fall of me
these dreams faded cotton .

Come off part , ringing ,
Forever blowing for a
All memory of the time - fragments .

Quietly around the head ,
like the rings of Saturn , merge dusty thoughts
transforming the consciousness of the day in the awareness of the evening tomorrow.

Points will develop into a visible outline of the moment ,
when I did not understand what was going on , obviously changing , sleep .