You can hear it in the wind, not everything is all right
one is getting tired and another one also can't quite manage
You can see a wolf howling in front of the moon
but you can't see the morning dew rising on the leaves of a rowan tree
I think about these things when I look to the south
No nuclear winters rattle their lances there
And the day does not shine, does not shine being ashamed of itself
You can pass through shallow waters by walking, by walking
- but we go on sowing in the wind here
We are harvesting the northern crops here
Northern crops
We are harvesting the northern crops here
Shrieking birds are circling the freezing lake Kaa
The buds of spring, here with us they stay as buds
You can make a stone cry by screaming
but by talking you cannot make someone to apologize, to apologize
- and so we sow in the wind here
We are harvesting the northern crops here
Northern crops
We are harvesting the northern crops here
the northern crops for ever and ever
Still the new northern eternity is left for (the)
Carrion birds (to) stalk their prey
We are harvesting the northern crops here
Northern crops
the northern crops for ever and ever