Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Странные люди.

Hugging, burned,
All the more turning into the void,
Approaching, killed,
Condemning in the man inner beauty.

Condemning, beaten,
Inside the vessels as a blue,
So just destroyed,
It does not want to understand.

And they went, all over again,
Leaving the black in the doorway,
Leaving the ruins instead of blood,
And kept going down the road.

Why it was difficult to understand,
A man like me, and many others,
We are so few in fact,
But among us are so many strangers.

Why so simple trust,
So just allow to approach me,
Hugging me burn,
So just kill me.

And waking up in the morning cloudy,
I know that today again condemned,
None of the people will not be humane,
This thought wakes me,
Throughout these strange people.