Barren are the hands of the one who is unseeing,

While mighty is the brain

And mighty are the hands of the one whose heart

Is in tears and filled with pity for all,

Who is hopeful in sadness and joy,

Grateful in good fortune and misfortune,

Obliged in favors or evil dispensation.

And, bare indeed are hands of the one

With indifferent headwork and imagination.

Say, say a prayer

That is answered each time

Pray, pray for love

Greater in time

Mourn over the smallest

Failing or crime

How bare are the hearts of the unseeing

Their lips are troublesome weight

Their hearts weight heavily

And suffering - a wasteful lot

They expose sham success 

While untold harm was perpetrated

Through pursuit of fake victory, gladness.

How empty are the hearts

And barren the hands of the pitiless.

Say, say a prayer

That is answered each time

Pray, pray for love

Purer in each time

For each failing or crime

For it is answered in time

For blessed indeed are the lips

That absolve of failing and crime

Blessed are the lips that

Pronounce life-giving death each time

Blessed indeed

Are the hands filled

With kindhearted deeds,

Blessed are the God's chosen priests.

Say, say a prayer

That is answered in time

Pray, pray for love

That is greater in time

Pray for life-giving death

For smallest failing or crime,

For this prayer is answered each time