All the people are so afraid of death,
And I really feel sick to live.
I hate life, believe me, only he can change.
I lived only for the family,
for the sake of love I tried to live,
but he killed my dreams,
and a string of luck came to an end
And the ghost cries love,
chains beat me to the heart.
Uncoloured was my blood ..
the ring with a dream dressed boots I destroy,
I kill, I do not want to cry,
I never fall in love,
from your heart will tear the flesh dreams Then,
I might revive stop believing in fairy tales,
another I'll be awake, her rest without emotion masks.
Перевод стихотворения "Мертвые мечты" Rostyk Stebnytskyj.