Текст песни J.E. - Потеряны

Sit in silence and wait for a call from the handset,
Or at least sms with the text, to hell with it with text.
I would be in your hands once warmed their hands,
Trying to build and tear down everything with a deafening crash.
Tell me, where are you? Well, at the mercy.
You're with someone build what you want to see the eternal?
Love and all things ... hysterical. Easy.
That is forever, and in the other we got lost.
Thinking we are not worthy of Freud,
We are in this world empty and infinite.
We huddled up tight. We are calm.
That's scary to take all that we are not eternal.
Carelessness, all for the money, with the first comer.
All it devalued and lost all meaning.
Lost all value, of course
What could be easier, we are all sinners.
They forgot God, feelings, soul, even the thought.
But the road to hell, we have not forgotten,
Frightens the Devil, but close to it all.
Only one. That's it and I do not understand.
We like and live like we are in a grave.