Sivullinen [English translation]

My life drawn on such a small map

The size of a square centimeter, right next to the big village

I've been leaning against walls and wondering behind the corner

How tires keep spinning, how the world works

Others have already gone see what it's like over there

And they've known how to use all their time well

They've promised to me too that some day

I'll know what the purpose in my life is

Promises don't mean much when you carry this burden

I'll be an outcast until the day I die

They drew a small black point on my map

And I'll make that point my home

I search for happiness in the pitch dark with bare hands

Wounds keep getting deeper but I won't stop looking

I don't need carriers, I'll find my way myself

Your village is so big and my world is small

Promises don't mean much when you carry this burden

I'll be an outcast until the day I die

They drew a small black point on my map

And I'll make that point my home

That's why I'm alone and I hide

Promises don't mean much when you carry this burden

I'll be an outcast until the day I die

They drew a small black point on my map

And I'll make that point my home