Lokki [English translation]

That seagull, which freely glides high up

When waves glitter and dawn breaks

Youth is in its chest and its flight is wide

The Sun makes its wings shine

The Sun makes its wings shine

But a thud is heard, there's no seagull anymore

It falls moaning among the reeds

A strange man wounded its chest easily

And forgot his wounded victim

Once life is like a white seagull

It, too, dreamt on the shore by quiet waters

Why does one have to get disappointed, why does the flight end,

Of what human has believed of their happiness

Of what human has believed of their happiness

• Artist:Tapio Rautavaara