Vakaren [English translation]

You are the watcher,

Your thoughts walks besides, hand in hand with the light.

To see clearly, to never be late.

I hear your name in the sough.

The gate of cold, without a lock,

Day and nights cirkel around you.

The alarm of if it ever goes,

Keep yourself close to me.

Wealth, the verdict is coming.

That's how they make business.

When you don't have anything left to give them,

That's when they come back.

Take that as a promise throughout the years.

There is no one with a thought that is finished.

Are you watching me now?

I have a weapon in my home, in the quiet house.

But leave the town, the country?

Will never happen again!

My hand can brush against the light then.

The mirror is leaned so you can see, snow and bills fall.

I dance quietly, only two steps to the right and then left.

You can't handle much more!

But if you had walked past me in the city where we were,

Before I had left.

Our hearts would have lit up the street then...

Wealth, the verdict is coming.

That's how they make business.

When you don't have anything left to give them,

That's when they come back.

Take that as a promise throughout the years.

There is no one with a thought that is finished.