Valta Naisille [English translation]

Lord, can you tell where we

turned wrong since we are so lost

Lord, this mistake, it ate from us

a noble thoughts and pure mind

And not yet, not yet this is going to end

Not yet, not yet this is going to end

Here people grow black on their hearts

Don't you remember that you can't leave us

us like this

Lord, you are busy, I know

but even the best of men didn't make it

Lord, give already power to the women

they will fix everything we men have broke

Since not yet, not yet this is going to end

Not yet, not yet this is going to end

Here people grow black on their hearts

Don't you remember that you can't leave us

us like this