Taivaan vedet [English translation]

Send her to me again

To resuscitate me with her lips

To your warm winds

This cold wind makes me to long for

And to the golden hair of the sky

I would press my head against

I would hide you into my heart

To tremulous, fragile one

Your words calm down

The tired soul from its longing

From your eyes the tears of the earth

Fell to the rough wood

And your gentle look makes

My heart to flood

You will make a silent stream to there

Where the waters of the sky will burble

Send her to me again

To resuscitate me with her lips

Your warm winds make

The traffic of a soul to calm down

And to the endless dreams

I would tie my heart up

For you I would travel to the ends of the earth

If I only can just travel by your side