Planeet oma teel [English translation]

Completed is the last silver dragon

and red is the carpet

that shows us the way.

We have to go,

such is our destiny,

because staying won't make us better.

I'm opening doors to leavers

and wish everyone a gentle orbit.

Their laugh doesn't make me happier,

when I look

to the forests, still look.

I think someone still should stay

and cover the trunk of the apple tree for the winter.

And the windows should be washed

with clean water, on this house,

where a poet has born.

I'm opening doors to leavers,

when the land falls off the wheel.

Your laugh doesn't make me happier.

I look at the forests still.

And I see, the planet,

and I see, the planet

is so lonely on its way,

still is, still will be.