Текст песни Hands of Dust - Руки мои пусты

My hands are empty
Over fire tubes
Air northern days.
Legends of the word lie
Serenade black branches.
And my hands are empty .
Faithful step ahead
Former sad rite :
Find something that is not found ,
Among those who have long since not holy .
And my hands are empty ,
Wind steals words
Tenderly urgent problems Affairs .
And woe is now on the mind ,
This is your new destiny .
But my hands are empty ...