Suurta Yötä Päin [English translation]

Words holy animals, wet of sweat when I touch

Thy face hot, a heart blooded

I never knew the way there

Though I knew the way

I could not walk

Which of us can laugh after a painful fall

When finding a stone star-born from the ground

Rest thy head now

Lay from your flight

Let the world go its way

Towards the Great Night

Towards the Great Night

Thy madness fit mine madnesses perfectly

Harvest feasts on your brow

Lust like rapids foam

Thy strength strips my stony self to skin

Like wind's shepherd

Gripping us firmly

The treasure lies there, I know, where we once laid

Not knowing our happiness, nor our home