Siipeen jos sain [English translation]

I wandered along the country road

Listening the rumble of the sea, too

For you I cried secretly

I longed back

If my wings were wounded

It is only temporary.

If my wings were wounded

I only got what I acquired in defiance

It would not make you a coward

if you wipe

with the side of your palm a tear

that has stuck peculiarly tight into the corner of the eye

Might you ever have felt

that kind of longing

that weights in the bag of the one that is leaving

What does the one who stays feel?

If my wings were wounded

It is only temporary.

If my wings were wounded

I only got what I acquired in defiance.

How impatient is the boastful brat

that will be educated by the road

sooner or later will be forced to crawl

If my wings were wounded

It is only temporary.

If my wings were wounded

I only got what I acquired in defiance

It would not make you a coward

if you wipe

with the side of your palm a tear

If my wings were wounded

It is only temporary.

If my wings were wounded

I only got what I acquired in defiance

It would not make you a coward

if you wipe

with the side of your palm a tear

that has stuck peculiarly tight into the corner of the eye

peculiarly tight into the corner of the eye