The polar night blue twilight

The polar night blue twilight

dancing on the mountain above,

Seita drum sounds,

nature very quietly

wind-paced thinking

what point will happen.

I still remember

its wild wide Lapp country,

part yet, I think I

a wild yoik.

I raise my neck,

I will sing, pace

blue twilight dancing.

Then begins the Magic of Lapland,

dancing darkness and twilight time.

Joiku time snow fall may be,

and Sampo Lappalainen

my soul security

wolf ride on the back.