Wondering hands, the trees! The naked stones of grey beauty, Gathered to kiss the ground`s hunger. Extatic hate upon man`s reply. The war against human instinct. I summon the dirty blood of what we are covered.
Still I watch the sky I see within a cry. For what we fear! For the why we leave!
Naked hands, the forgotten trees. Stare as I paint the last eagle. The symbol of life The black sign of the sky. A last leaf of a tree, The only breath left.
Questions have been made to give no answers On the hill I gaze the fortress Made by Nature`s hands.
It stares useless for the weak ones, But precious for those who know the way.
Still! I watch the sky, I see without wanting to cry. For what we still believe, For the reason we live
Прямая ссылка на текст песни Naked Hands: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/100/1/30490.html