Fathers! From your mighty world

Fathers! We saw your tears of gold

Messengers in the night! We saw your drawing

in the sky

Wolves! We heard your song beyond the mountains



We eternally danced on the ruins, in a land of wisdom



In the name of forests

In the name of stars

In the name of all the seas

In the name of all storms



We praised the magical knowledge



We were on the wat of blood and fire

With a sea of corpses in the valley



In memory of our tribe we were alive

Proud sons of ancient nation

Proud sons of sacred song in the wind

Proud sons behind a mirror of ice who told

"Fathers of the icy age"

...In remembrance...