Текст песни Bicycles for Afghanistan - Праздник, который всегда с тобой

nothing left this morning
what could grievance be (nothing left here)
all friends left my dilapidated house
fatigue in my eyes
and no matter how late
the air shook from our songs!
and let a series of gray days wait for us tomorrow-
this morning is darker anyway.
so stop. I have played everything a hundred times
you choose everything that is difficult, you test the world for strength
and when they tell me that everything is over,
I'm afraid of what's behind.
I cursed my every day
if only it doesn't hurt so much
understand that there is nothing around,
that every day is a vicious circle.
life goes on
and day after day
I understand - I don't belong here.
let everything go
as usual
I don’t believe anything anymore!