Kummajaisten joukko [English translation]

Screaming lights beautify,

pale faces into glowing.

He/she feels as the night embraces

to love, take as his/her own.

Another staggerer fumbles,

believes he'll/she'll meet spirits

next to eternal love

Gives in smiling to the rythm

And someone yells, yells,

life is dancing,

sheer celebration,

worship of the darkness.

Can't catch sun's rays

At night yells, laughs

That group of freaks

Sings loud, roaringly prays

Hey don't yet hurl in the coldness.

So the streets have quietened down,

last taxis have left,

yet he/she knocks at the door.

If he/she gets to warm up for a moment,

the morning dawns coldly.

Notices the parties ended,

remains alone with longing in his/her gaze,

waiting for the next evening.

[chorus]

Don't yet hurl in the coldness,

I want a last dance

In the glittering light-sea's beauty

I want a moment in the whirl

An ecstasy which lasts til tomorrow.

Don't hurl in the coldness.