Skyerne Gråner [English translation]

Clouds turn grey, and the leafs fall

Birds sing no more

Winter threatens and the night calls

Flowers sigh "It snows"

They say: "Die", and we say: "Travel"

Days are longing again

Sunshine grows and winter ends

The larks sing in the sky

Hearts waver

We light a pyre, and they yell: "Fire"

Drawn to the birds' trail

Yet the light triumph, the dark thoughts

Fleeing sink into the soil

Therefore we happily carry the flame, yes

Hearts waver when they beat

Clouds turn grey

Light triumph over dark thoughts

Therefore we happily carry the flame, yes

It's therefore

It's therefore, we carry

It's therefore, we stay, yeah

Hearts waver when they beat

It's therefore we carry

Light triumph over dark thoughts

That's why we stay

Hearts waver when they beat

Clouds turn grey

Light triumph over dark thoughts

Therefore we happily carry the flame, yes