The reliable forecast promises that there might be sun and even spring
However, my soul is anxious, perhaps, I am just too tired to believe
Electric light trembles in a drop of rain
and there is no salvation from you in the whole world
Chorus:
Northern indolence, coddled sadness in my arms
Northern indolence, I am so scared of losing you one day
In this part of the world one tolerates stoically sparkling of distant lighting
The nordic character is promptly forged in swamps at Finnish borders
The earth is sleeping wrapped up in velour blanket
there is no salvation from you in the whole world
Chorus:
Northern indolence, coddled sadness in my arms
Northern indolence, I am so scared of losing you one day
Northern indolence, coddled sadness in my arms
Northern indolence, I am so scared of losing you one day