Текст песни Кошмар перед Рождеством - Плач Джека

No one in this world compares to me-
I am recognized as the best in my craft!
I create horror under the dumb moon
Anyone living on earth!
I've seen so many brave men, braggers, fools,
A small shiver beat them!
I put both children and fathers to flight,
I'm amazingly good as a ghost!

So year after year, I frightened the people,
And in my soul - sadness and life will pass ...
I am Jack - Lord of the Pumpkins!
I hate everything I'm used to ...

There is one sorrow in my soul
I look longingly
Into the night distance ...
Do not break
Vicious circle.
Where to run,
From these torments ...

I'm known everywhere, I'm a nightmare in the dark
I am that horror on the wings of the night!
Ducking over the shoulder, I scared the British
And the French, and the Germans, and others ...
Like everyone who is dead, even without a head
I am quoting Shakespeare from memory!
People, animals have no more terrible grin!
I am the king of the underworld!

But who here will understand my sadness?
The Pumpkin Lord is sorry for himself!
And the crown is heavy, and the glory is not sweet ...
I would burn my gloomy world to the ground!

What shines there
At the end of the road?
One longing
In my chest!
Prestige, honor
And the upper light-
All about nothing ...
There is no hope ...