Tuuliset tienoot [English translation]

Somewhere, windy regions are shouting

They're asking: "Come, come to me"

Cover your fine face with flowers

So your sorrow won't show

Somewhere, windy regions are howling

Screaming like drowning land

They're asking: "Come, my delicate maiden

Into the arms of your mother earth

Into the arms of your mother earth"

So I will stay in my grove

In the gentle arms

I can hear the earth laugh

Once I will stay in my grove

In the deep darkness

Nature will look after its children

Have you heard the sound of waves

The wisdom of the old cradle:

If you take off all the unnecessary trinkets

Then you will feel the wind

You will feel the wind

So I will stay in my grove

In the gentle arms

I can hear the earth laugh

Once I will stay in my grove

In the deep darkness

Nature will look after its children

La daa da da...

Somewhere, windy regions are shouting

They're asking: "Come, come to me"

Cover your fine face with flowers

So your sorrow won't show

Somewhere, windy regions are howling

Screaming like drowning land

They're asking: "Come, my delicate maiden

Into the arms of your mother earth

Into the arms of your mother earth

Into the arms of your mother earth

Into the arms of your mother earth"

• Artist:Indica
• Album:Tuuliset tienoot