Текст песни Антон Лаврентьев - Son

I have a dream
How to dream a dream
How two people walk into inevitability in the same rain
How it pours like a wall
on the roofs and words
On the parapet above the Moscow River
On cellophane rules and tenderness
They are standing, I am sleeping
The hand lies in the hand
Neither tomorrow nor yesterday
Children are confused
I can hardly understand their whisper on their lips
You can't escape from a dream
Even on pain of death
Three dots and a dash
The whole world is under hood
They stand together
Like frozen amber
I'm pouring with rain
I'm trying to reach everyone with the rain
So that at least in someone
wake up for a break
But the dream comes
His running is inaudible
There's an organ humming in the drainpipes
And it’s so easy to forget under his canon
That the rain is just a dream
And I sleep alone