Ulkona [English translation]

The others walk their path so proudly

You stumble on threads that are invisible

The same old circles, you can't get away

You've been dreaming what it's like elsewhere

They whisper after you: Oh, the poor thing

Can't find its place

Is outside once again

But nobody's better than you

At doing your part

The one who looks with pitiful eyes

Only grows old

And nobody will come back

Once you go away

Carry your wreath nobly smiling

With disgust, they watch as you dream

Heads turn towards you with pity

A madman sleeps on our way, take him away

I guess the fallen one can wander in hiding

They whisper after you: Oh, the poor thing

Can't find its place

Is outside once again

But nobody's better than you

At doing your part

The one who looks with pitiful eyes

Only grows old

And nobody will come back

Once you're gone

Carry your wreath nobly smiling

• Artist:Indica