Ihmisen poika [English translation]

My son is already sleeping the dream of a boy

before I've finished the bedtime story

I sit for a moment and think about the world

It's waiting for a son of man

Oh, how beautiful the boy is indeed

he can do nothing but to learn new

He turns over on his bedside,

lets out a manly sound

He travels on the milkyway and sleeps

Oh, if only your journey would beam with happiness, you wouldn't feel idle anger, bitterness

Oh, if only you'd be wiser than your dad ever was

if you learned to think

So the boy sleeps, heavily

once again, an interrupted lullaby

Sorrows of an adult dissolves into the night

when I look at a son of man

How can you be Allmighty that way

we made you but you created us

You sniffle and puff, huffing with strength

Teardrops dry in the corner of an eye,

you go on your way

Oh, if your journey would beam with happiness, you wouldn't feel idle anger, bitterness

Oh, if only you'd be wiser than your dad ever was

if you learned how to think

Oh, if your journey would beam with happiness, you wouldn't feel idle anger, bitterness

Oh, if only you'd be wiser than your dad ever was

if you learned how to think