Viharon túl, szélcsenden innen [English translation]

When I deviated from the road, I knew exactly

that where I stepped the flowers didn't grow

I looked to the right, to the left, and the will-o'-the-wisp

squeezed out from my eyes the light of romance

It all became totally dark.

I roll up the collars of my torn out shirt

I shake myself up, I keep on going

There is no one

over the storm, thence the calm wind

Then I set to it again, with the infernal prey in my pocket

I considered how I would continue

Between the goblins' well of carrions and the wreath of holy spirit

Here is a likeable rabbit trail.

So I get going on it

I don't look neither to the right, nor to the left

only towards home, straightly

the karma is an adventure

My little treasure

over the storm, thence the calm wind

So anyway I love you Life

because you are so good to me

Even if sometimes you took things away

later on you made it up all

My fly is down (on trousers)

over the storm, thence the calm wind