Rautaportti [English translation]

Under the lopped trees goes

A damn long, narrow road

A straight road, which is

Covered with yellow leaves

By that road, I watch the birds

Which take away a part of me

When they rise to the sky

Flying there, where I can never go

I am the doer of hard work

I am the one talking alone

I carry the soil of a churchyard in my pockets,

Darkness on my shoulders

My wretched soul won't

Get away from the grip of the cold

My wretched soul won't

Get away from the grip of eternal ice

[Chorus:]

In night's arms, in winter villages

Sky blows cold air, ground freezes, hardens

Night gets longer in the feast of the dark!

Far away looms a gate

Mighty, lonely,

Hit by storms

Rusty, forged by the cold night

Behind the gate, the tree tops

Bathe in the sun

Ice drifts to the shore,

River runs free

[Chorus]

• Artist:Kotiteollisuus
• Album:Tomusta ja tuhkasta