Текст песни My Autumn - Потерянный меридиан

To live - to do things,
And do not buy them.
Become a machine,
For the sake of other people.

When it leaves the meaning
And the goal in the coming days,
All around are angry,
In addition to himself.

Why is the price of those next to us
We learn only how to lose them.
So this cruel world of the patient,
Merciless to us.

How painful to learn from their own mistakes,
Watch someone's face with a fake smile,
Pretending that everything is in order,
Creaking chest to remember that behind:
Granted me a warm,
Melted,
Flowed through his fingers.

Do not repeat old mistakes over,
What would not lose more than the closest people.

Hundreds of kilometers
now we have to go through,
It will all come!
Do not come to an end!

Time will heal everything
This life experience.