Lähtö [English translation]

O dearest,

This is a cold land.

You may not

Let you heart freeze.

So much I would like

To walk with you

And from evil

To close your eyes.

But from my side

You must now

Turn away.

To your sky I sing a sun;

To your face a moonlight.

May your heart

Be your map,

Your memory,

Your home.

There I’ll be waiting for you,

for evermore.