Pelasta maailma [English translation]

The beautiful is ugly, you say

And I'm feeling cold,

But I'm not going anywhere,

When you open the window

And let the wind blow.

There's no-one to be seen on the streets,

To shout to "Thank you!"

You open my chest like a lantern,

You light candles inside there.

The flame is like the shape of a human life.

refrein:

And moon light/white goes over the roofs

Lighting us,

And moon light/white goes over the roofs

Encouraging us.

So, save the world,

Do it already today;

Do something impossible.

Beautiful is ugly, I know,

And easy is cheap,

But I can't believe in chances,

Even if the wind is blowing the leafs/sheets.

The same wind everywhere

Before it all blows up,

This dusk will turn into a memory

Before it will fade away.

refrein

Something impossible.

(impossible don't ask, don't ask for yourself)