Текст песни Алексей Lexus Якимов - Что делать

What if there’s nothing to strive for ?!
Piston pressure to pump hopes that are not there?
To convince myself that I could be wrong
In reality, the loneliness of twenty-three years? ...
For the bosom of the heart, burned with gasoline sprinkle,
So that the visibility of feelings someone burned his eyes?
No, I can’t jump from pseudo joy,
When the soul is like gray ash ...
When the past hardened in pain
When the present is around as “worse-not-can-be" in a cube
And the future kills hopes for the best
Becoming a real every minute ...

... I die alone and deeply alone ...