Текст песни Пустые улицы и коробок спичек. - Рукопожатие.

He shakes my hand firmly ,
Prior fractures inside,
What would my fingers tresnuv ,
Stronger foreign hand could squeeze .

Pat on the shoulder ,
Just touching the eyes of my back ,
Light a candle for me black ,
What I could open arms to get rid of guilt.

Welcoming smile ,
In parting, I have poniknu head
And committed atrocities in the heart ,
It shrinks from the fact that you are not a close friend , another.

Waving his hand you ,
Already on the side of the road ,
Do not forget to shake hands with me , tearing me howl ,
He shakes my hand tightly , hiding in my hands rough burns .