Texty: Amorphis. Elegy. On Rich And Poor.

Old folk remember
And those today learn
How before their time
Life was different here

Without the sun people lived
Groped about without the moon
With candles sowing was done
Planting performed with torch

At the time we lived
Without the sunshine
Who had covered up the sun
And who had hidden our moon?

Without the moonlight, stumbled
With our fists, fumbled the land
With our hands we sought out roads
With hands roads, with fingers swamps

We could not live without the sun
Or manage without a moonlight
Who would seek out the sun?

Who spy out the moon?
Who else if not God?
The one son of God

Without the sun people lived
Groped about without the moon
With candles sowing was done
Planting performed with torch

At the time we lived
Without the sunshine
Who had covered up the sun
And who had hidden our moon?

Without the moonlight, stumbled
With our fists, fumbled the land
With our hands we sought out roads
With hands roads, with fingers swamps

We could not live without the sun
Or manage without a moonlight
Who would seek out the sun?

Who spy out the moon?
Who else if not God?
The one son of God