Sanaton maa [English translation]

The bitter reeds on the bank of the bond

may edge it like borders

Seedless soil, fishes the delicate pearls

as grains against the feet on the lands of day

Called, helpless is in the water

the water doesn't dry for long in a shaft bow

The land is wordless

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

says like with a voice of the water

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

the land is wordless

The willows are drooping along the shores, over the waters

to bow down to those that have gone by for a year

Will the winds stay on the tree stumps today

to calmly forget their own will?

With pine needles as small stingers

plans to bring along the path with a needle on the sole of the foot

for a moment gropes, the thin hairs can float lightly

into the water: so that the vodyanoy can drink it

Called, helpless is in the water

the water doesn't dry for long in a shaft bow

The land is wordless

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

says like with a voice of the water

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

the land is wordless

The willows are drooping along the shores, over the waters

to bow down to those that have gone by for a year

Will the winds stay on the tree stumps today

to calmly forget their own will?

When the years as days stream down the boy's chest

the water watches awake, even if you sneak

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

says like with a voice of the water

"The time has gone by but there's no sign of the man",

the land is wordless

The willows are drooping along the shores, over the waters

to bow down to those that have gone by for a year

Will the winds stay on the tree stumps today

to calmly forget their own will?