[Intro]
[Reversed speech]
In litaviâ votno-ûrâ
Mê anatlô
[Verso 1]
The calling wind on my face
Waving from the summoning of giants
That heals my soul
The virile fragrance of alpine tor
The blowing breath of this fold
That dreams me
[Puente]
Pervading, every single nook, of existence
[Verso 2]
The burden of this life
The barque sails through the endless waters
Deep and dark
Gestated pristinely and free
Escorting to the biding warmth
Of the womb
[Puente]
Pervading, every single nook, of existence