Текст песни Дубовый Гаайъ - Сон

I want to be a dream -
Soft as the smell of a flower.
I want to be a dream,
Floating through the clouds.
Breaking waking hours on the chips
And fragments of days.
I want to be a dream,
In which I will be stronger.
Wind from the fields of my dreams
It brings a warm night.
And the rain washes the dawn -
As in reality - a hair's breadth ...
Will I be going to sleep departed friends -
I answer tobacco smoke.
And how much I have to wait.
And whether I am color ...
I want to be a dream,
In which sad to die ...
I want to be a dream,
Where at least someone is lying.
But will it be so, I learned later,
Clutching a pillow to her face.
I want to be a dream ...
I will be to them if sleep ...