G [English translation]

consider me a seat

consider me a hunter

consider me a recorder of songs

a spell fiend's secretary

hold my bones

when I have offended you

raise me against the wind

when you soon start freezing

affection is a claw against the skin

tenderness is a pile of sticks

red, from the earth grow

the flowers once white

when the lights go out and people sleep and we feel so good

I won't close my eyes, I worship the night glowing on your lips

so hard against the skin so cold against your bones

ask the advice from the animals

ask the directions from the winds

the signs begin to speak

only in the right light

already before autumn

you'll be here then

sitting there opposite me

at the table of council

where we negotiate words, build a tower

bake dark bread, brew sap wine

when the lights go out and people sleep and we feel so good

I won't close my eyes, I worship the night glowing on your lips

so hard against the skin so cold against your bones

• Artist:CMX
• Album:Rautakantele (1995)