Vandraren [English translation]

The wanderer has no place to go, after he has come to the end

The moon paints all the shadows blue, he is alone, left out there

Far away from a lonely yard the warth radiates out to the night

Hunger awakes in his frozen body, which has fed on air and water

It hurts, but still he goes on, you can always turn back

It hurts, but nevertheless go on, you are here and you have come here like a wanderer

The clock rings for a lonely soul, it has borrowed its voice from Grim Reaper

Does it want good or bad, when it counts our deaths

Stop thinking, it is still difficult, you better take one day at a time

The wanderer has no place to go, if he goes with the last strike (of the clock)

refrain