Sundriven [English translation]

Moon lies over bog and heath.

- Hey ho, my song is grey!

Other people are sound asleep.

- For the winds still hush, they lament,

gloomy and dark over woody mounds.

The ocean rolls with sighs and squalls

- Hey ho, my song is grey!

Howls to me a hymn so cold.

- For the winds still hush, they lament,

gloomy and dark over woody mounds.

Torn and limping, blue-black, hopeless,

stinging memories strike at me,

Oh, can you hear me,

my dear girl?

Tired, heavy and stiff,

I slide to the ground.

The veiled moon in the clouds is up.

- Hey ho, my song is grey!

Steadily pales over field and thorp.

- For the winds still hush, they lament,

gloomy and dark over woody mounds.

Black skies in the west rise up.

- Hey ho, my song is grey!

Fluttering through the night.

- For the winds still hush, they lament,

gloomy and dark over woody mounds.

Torn and limping, blue-black, hopeless,

stinging memories strike at me,

Oh, can you hear me,

my dear girl?

Tired, heavy and stiff,

I slide to the ground.