I'm waiting here in the tunnel where a cold light is shining
Where the dark dogs encounter the choir of brightness, howling
Everything happened so fast when I always thought I'd go little by little
I'd regret but I don't know how, or even why
Should I wail half-aloud: lead the unfinished journey home
Where, how should I lie down?
Should I scream if you were here after all?
Take me to where that person is
Current, split in front of the oar
Take me to where that person is
Ferryman1, hear my wish
This light is hurting my eyes in the tunnel where the choir is still singing
Early on I learned how fragile happiness is, how it doesn't last long
I want to know why long ago you didn't come back
Soon I lost my way, the easy, lopsided path led me astray
Take me to where that person is
Current, split in front of the oar
Take me to where that person is
Ferryman, hear my wish
Take me to where that person is
To the dark current
Take me to where that person is one more time
Underneath ground and water, a girl is rowing
And singing in dead languages
Underneath ground and water, a girl is rowing
It's an unhurried and tranquil current
1. In Finnish mythology, the person who takes the dead to the underworld along an underground river and acts as the ferryman is Tuonen tytti, the daughter of the Master of Tuonela.