Mustarastas laulaa [English translation]

On an August evening

when there is only little light left

the water by the shore carefully licks

the warm surface of the rock

at that very moment the sorrow inside me dies

the joy suddenly touches my chest

and the blackbird sings

as if he felt it all

how I used to cry all night long

I still look back to it

on an August evening

when the sky is covered with stars

the ocean keeps whispering the rocks to sleep

the scent of the night makes me intoxicated

I remember everything that happened

but I'll give away this great sorrow

and the blackbird sings

as if he felt it all

how I used to cry all night long

I still look back to it

when the blackbird sings

the pain, I cannot feel it after all

it rises up along with the wind instead

and releases my heart of its grip

at that very moment the sorrow inside me dies

the joy suddenly touches my chest

I remember everything that happened

but I give away this sorrow

and the blackbird sings

as if he felt it all

how I used to cry all night long

I still look back to it

when the blackbird sings

the pain, I cannot feel it after all

it rises up along with the wind instead

and releases my heart of its grip