The rocks by the shore were covered in blood
Blood ran from wounds like a stream
Every trap1is filled with devils
Sorrow and woe are the lot of the humans
You won't find hope here, believe me
There's only endless suffering
Sorrow unpicks the seams of hearts,
Reawakens old grudges
Death Lake2takes the bodies in its embrace,
The departed sink to the waves
Mile after mile3the mourners travel
Endless longing as their burden
1. merta = a trap for fishes/crabs2. Probably doesn't refer to any real lake so I translated the name literally.3. Literally "virsta" would be "verst" and it is an old unit of length.