Innan Löven Faller [English translation]

For many years I've wandered against the wind,

Cold winds dug into me and left deep marks

I've walked a long and lonely road,

I've stood in the crossfire of a long and bitter war

Are you waiting for me, on that day when I return,

Over fall's yellow moor?

Before winter takes hold [of it] with its cold hands,

Before the leaves fall down

I will wander over mountains and dead bodies,

Through storm and fire and water,

Through hell and the drama of war,

Through the arctic night

I break through whatever stands in my way,

Nothing can hold me back when I'm aiming home, to you

You're all that I have and live for,

You're all that carries me through those destroying forces

Are you waiting for me, on that day when I return,

Over fall's yellow moor?

Before winter takes hold [of it] with its cold hands,

Before the leaves fall down

There where I wrecked havoc, the land is now scorched,

Torn and by fire withered

It's over now, so keep your flame ablaze,

Not tormented by the winter wind anymore

Are you waiting for me, on that day when I return,

Over fall's yellow moor?

Before winter takes hold [of it] with its cold hands,

Before the leaves fall down

I will wander over mountains and dead bodies,

Through storm and fire and water,

Through hell and the drama of war,

Through the arctic night

Where I wrecked havoc, the land is now scorched,

Torn and by fire despaired

It's over now, so keep your flame ablaze,

Not tormented by the winter wind anymore