Текст песни Кошмар перед Рождеством - Джек повелитель тыкв

In this world no one compares to me
Recognized as the best in my craft.
Horror I bring under the dumb moon
For anyone living on earth.
So many highlighted brave men, bouncers, fools
Their little tremors pounded!
I took flight and children and fathers
I am ghostly amazingly good.

So year after year, year
I scared the people, and in my heart sorrow
How will pass from life
I'm Jack! Lord of the Pumpkins
I hate everything I'm used to

In my soul, one sorrow
With longing I look into the night distance
I have to break the circle
Where to escape from these torments

I'm famous everywhere I'm a nightmare in the dark
I'm that horror on the wings of the night
Choking over my shoulder, I scared the British
And the French and Germans and others
Like everyone who is dead, even without a head
I quote Shakespeare from memory
In humans, animals have no grin worse
I am the king of the other world.

But who here will understand my sadness
The pumpkin master is sorry for himself
And the crown is heavy, and the glory is not sweet
I would burn my dull world to the ground

What shines there at the end of the road
One longing in my chest
Brest how much and higher light
Everything is in no way reliable ...