Текст песни Горизонт Событий - Материки

We clearly remember everything that we do not want to remember
And we tenderly cherish little things by cultivating.
Life froze and quarantine at the heart,
Everything seemed to me differently.
The beast settled in the heart as from the scripture,
Always hungry for goodness and happiness,
Torments the soul with punishment
At dawn, in the afternoon and at sunset, it seems.

The wind drowns out a desperate cry
Breaks my cry on the rocks of eternity
I walk back and forth like a restless person
I rush from carelessness to perfection.

And under the sky a blue blanket
Nightmare dreams do not leave me,
I sweat under the sparkling visor
They push so that they just amuse.
Reflection is distortion
Damn familiar to me to pain, to hysteria.
Who can I ask for forgiveness now?
For my sins of the continent in my soul.