Miehen työ - Raaka-Aine

Ei ole sli katseessa, mies tappaa koiransa

Ei lmp kosketuksessa, mies hakkaa vaimonsa

Ei ole toivoa kotona, mies jtt lapsensa

Ei kyynelt silmkulmassa, mies jtt kotinsa

Ei ole palavaa rakkautta, kun mies tuhoaa tunteensa

Ei intohimoa suhteessa, kun mies menett otteensa

Ei mies katso eiliseen, ei hn usko huomiseen

Hn el tss hetkess ja valuu kyynel silmst

Min muuraan sydmeni umpeen, hautaan tunteeni kuoppaan

Opetellaan alusta aloittamaan, opetellaan anteeksi antamaan

Ei revit vanhoja haavoja, ei knnet veist haavassa

On aika knt sivua, on aika jatkaa matkaansa

Ei ole valoa tunnelissa, ei ole parempaa huomista

Ei mies tunne ylpeytt, vaan rypee itsesliss

Mies tarttuu hiljaa aseeseen ja pyyhkii silmst kyyneleen

Hn kiroaa synkn elmns ennen kuin ptt pivns

Min kylvn eptoivon siemeni, min sammutan toivon kipinit

Romahdus on kynnyksell, mielikuvitus on sen lkkeen

Min muuraan sydmeni umpeen, hautaan tunteeni kuoppaan

Opetellaan alusta aloittamaan, opetellaan anteeksi antamaan

Ei revit vanhoja haavoja, ei knnet veist haavassa

On aika knt sivua, on aika jatkaa matkaansa

There is no sli in the gaze, a man kills his dog

Not in contact with the heat, the man beats his wife

There is no hope at home, a man leaves his children

No tears in the corner, the man leaves home

There is no burning love when a man destroys his feelings

No passion in a relationship when a man loses his grip

No man looks at yesterday, he doesn't believe tomorrow

He lives in this moment and tears well up in his eyes

I closed my heart, buried my feelings in a pit

Let’s learn from the beginning to start, let’s learn to forgive

Do not tear old wounds, do not carve a wound

It’s time to knt pages, it’s time to continue on your journey

There is no light in the tunnel, there is no better tomorrow

The man does not feel proud, but wrinkles himself

The man quietly grabs the gun and wipes his eyes to tears

He curses gloomy lives before the end of the day

I sow the seeds of despair, I quench the sparks of hope

The collapse is on the threshold, the imagination is at its end

I closed my heart, buried my feelings in a pit

Let’s learn from the beginning to start, let’s learn to forgive

Do not tear old wounds, do not carve a wound

It’s time to knt pages, it’s time to continue on your journey