Naar vinteren tar bitter fart

Og steiner sprekker I frostklar natt

Ved svarte tjern under naken li

Da er villmarken vond aa ferdes I

Vi befarer store sletter

Der sneen ligger tykk

Det blaaser kaldt - Vi skal d?

Vi har s?rgelig nok forfalt

Fra still tjern

Till hortbetonte vidder

Farvel

[English translation:]

[When The Cold Takes]

When the winter takes a bitter speed

And stones crack in the frost-clear night

By black lakes under naked slope

Then is the wilderness hard to go through

We walk across vast planes

Where the snow lies thick

It blows cold - we will die

Sadly, we have fallen enough

From still lakes

To far-toned plateau

Farewell-