Talvi sydämessä [English translation]

I used to imagine

wings for myself

Demons tore them off

and even the strongest

joy of living was poured away

Silently creeping

zest for life remained there

among the ripped wings

My sorrow wraps the trees

under its veil

A boat glides from the mists

To its rower

I am willing to give

this heart

The rower knows his destination

I don't

Winter in the heart!

It's cold to travel alone in Hell!

The riverside blossoms

with flowers of death

The wind carries

unknown smells

I can hear the bark of the hellhound

in the wind

We row along the moonpath

in eternity

• Artist:Kotiteollisuus
• Album:Kuolleen kukan nimi