Mykkä [English translation]

Sometimes I wish I'd be silent

you could see me like you see

the field bent beneath rain, holy grain grows

Sometimes I wish storms would fall on me,

wash all the dirtied,

drown into deep water

Wash away our uselessness

I'd flow away into the last river

Sometimes I wish you'd be mute

I could see you like I see

nature humbled beneath rain, holy grain grows

Wash away our uselessness

I'd flow away into the last river

Close words into my coffer

so can ring

hear how the wind plays its chimes

• Artist:Indica
• Album:Kadonnut puutarha