Viattomien lasten päivä [English translation]

Glass broken on a barometer

Pendulum ceased its motion on a tall-case clock

The charm of winterly sky

and the crackle of burning frost

has painted the face of a child on a window

Chorus:

A tiny face beneath the white frost

Gazing through the cold air

Dreamy eyes, color of ice

Diminishing is the flame in the lantern

A draft moving curtains gently near the window-panes

A long time passed by

Yet it won't be forgotten

Even the curtains cannot hide the face on the window

Chorus.