Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Я - Помощь Другим.

It's like a crack in the chest,
Which becomes more and more,
Even if all of and behind,
My life did not become easier.

I was born probably in order,
That would give the last remaining forces,
I do not run away from it all,
In this, I am perhaps others.

I like to pick up each of asphalt,
Tattered and dirty,
And ready to take a scalpel,
And to cut the heat and give it to everyone.

It's like a crack in the shower, right?
It is even stronger than me,
Stronger than that could burn,
I really save you.

Rising to his feet,
Gluing wounds
And you're one of the many,
Who like all the main for me.

It's like giving your life
Thinking about the rest of the aid,
Even if your pain will burn,
I'm close to the end,
I - helping others.