Inside the cradle without the sun
On frozen tides he tries to carry on By a mistake it was all gone
Still seeking the twin for the tainted swan
Who glows in all the shades of grey
But he is facing the lightless dawn again
Small hours' mist
Upon the frozen land
Weariness in the wayfarer’s eyes
No time to catch his breath
He walks alone recalling
The omen of the swan from his dreams
Wading through the gloomy backwoods
By the surging darkened stream
New sun once rose behind the fell
Brought her sisters down to the earth
They called the Maiden Saivo
To guide the swan to the furthest shore
He knows the signs of the sullen skies
And rhymes to open her sleeping eyes
Just can’t let go of his dream and start to live alone