Текст песни Hands of Dust - Слёзы заблудших странников

These sounds of dawn - only tears
lost wanderers of the night,
Heroes Lost battles.

During summer lightning thundered a lightning storm,
and roll-off heaven us Other
the fulfillment of our prayers.

Through the foliage are seen face
with tears in his eyes clear.
Lucifer turns pink flowers,
Burn down in the dawn light.

I look into the eyes of strangers
and I hear the drawling songs -
the misty dawn sounds
brought us the sad news.

During thunderstorms roared thunderstorms
roll-off and the sky does not want
fulfillment of our prayers.

And the sounds of dawn only tears
lost wanderers of the night,
Heroes Lost battles.

Sings Now wind the birds
the heroes of the captive,
about prisoners of the narrow roads.