Keep the world from lying groundless And the sleep of many from one’s own dreams To save us from being no ones now Oh save what is good in this Fear is loathsome as resting ungrounded The world is full of all kinds of others With different fights, different rights now (Us and them of which) some are red and others black While some are white and walk the wrong hand path I'm in the middle of them all, give me the right of way Don’t let a heart lose its name I’ll greet them like this Take my own horse and ride it Up and down my very own pathways Just let there be light or a guiding voice For human will and the divine heights (And for) those who could not choose between them Some are red and others white While some are black and walk the wrong hand path I'm in the middle of them all, give me the right of way Don’t let a heart lose its name again Like the angel whose wings were blackened by oil Or like an old word, full of dust and forgotten "Kumpi tietää vähemmän, se väistyy tieltä!" "Jos oot paha, tekemä toisen niin koittele kotiis, ja kovasti Mä'e syrjin syyttömästä, Vieritse viattomasta!" Some will go away while others are coming back And some are standing still, and some don’t even know What is the why and where is the who But life is red and love is white while death is black (And sometimes) everything is blues?!