Текст песни TRIGGER - Sweet dreams

Better seem strange
Empty pockets but dream of countries
I'd rather strange
Wander in the fog but in search of secrets
The dream far beyond the seas
But I'm a brave guy and rather stubborn
I fear in his eyes looking right
I will stop only name on the marble
The dream of my trusty compass
Even with the wind, I see her vector
It clung tightly
Belief in a dream in my every cell
Hayter fate only to upbraid
Glya he pret lifting anchor
Homeless sailor so much better
Although on the edge of a tank but prushchego
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am i to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Bitter enemies for it is laziness and fear
Her fear of being in dreams
My fear to leave her on the lips
Fear is the enemy, he drags into darkness
The dream does not accept a compromise with laziness
And those who have laziness as prisoners
And if it is not dotlela
To her it is necessary to crawl on his knees even
After all, she is beautiful as the sky is blue
Pulls to him by an unknown force
And pulls so much
Like quicksand in the desert sand
Looks envious rats
Curses from behind the scenes
But while you're on stage you're in the race for the prize
Just do not be mad sweet dreams are made of this