Fog is creeping on the broken path,
From the north the cold wind rushes,
The man is standing on the house threshold,
He closed his eyes but the soul does not sleep.
His hands show traces of past days
Weary sadness is on his face,
Only when the wind died down for a moment
The man had chance to listen.
Chorus:
Hey, hey, our bells
Rang today,
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Hear the whole earth.
Hey, hey, our bells
Woke (us) today
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Baby of the will.
You little baby, do not sleep,
Look at this wide world
You will be happy in it – the man said
And raised his head high towards the sky.
Chorus:
Hey, hey, our bells
Rang today,
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
How vibrates the earth.
Hey, hey, our bells
Woke (us) today
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
Baby of the will.