Текст песни M.S.D. - Прости За Слабость

Forgive me for being weak, that in me breathing
   Burns, as the stars are not granted to us all
   When you cry, as if I was dying
   When you laugh, I come to life again
   Get up off its knees, yet still hope
   Silence in response not to lose
   Dawn wakes that burned down hundreds of years
   Under the ashes of the century, we again find life ....

       And at night the mirrors do not dissolve
       Frustrated day by gathering fragments of ice
       The path of my life lasts millennia
       No matter where it ends
       Why tell us not to be measured
        There is a war, but not yours ....

In my hands the fire and Reach
It is not necessary to share my two
My way is a little lonely, but not comparable
sadly ashes at sunset of the day
I'll tear the veil that would regain
It leads me to the valley, who by the power of fire
It burns everything in me like the wind on the way
what could be with me when in the hands of your hand.