Nuolet nomalan [English translation]

Black forest, cold sky

Cold sky

Over the whole county

On the banks of the hunting field

The third day, a great hunger

Small tracks give hope

Give hope, take the man

Under an icy mountain, a hill

The arrows of Nomala, its track

I see the tracks of a god

The arrows of Nomala, its skis

I see its devious skis

The blizzard beats me, the snow is heavy

The snow is heavy

The nail on my boot chafes

A bloody crevasse on my heel