De rahpasii giđđaeatnu fasDe dulvvi miel luoittašeimmetJiekŋaidja gárttai viimat vuollánitBieggabártnažan
De girdilin biellocizažiinDe joradin guovssahasainVuoibmás vuoiŋŋ ahagas šogádeimme ovttasMu bieggabártnažan
De rahtase jienaheamit fasDe golggiihii sátnerávdnjiGálbmon gáttiin go mii viimat gávnnadeimmetBieggabártnažan
Go váccašat ealloravddas de...Go guođuhat suhkesoivviid...Almmiravda ealaska ja sugadaMu bieggabártnažan
And so the spring river opened up againAnd so we let ourselves drift with the floodThe night of ice had to give inMy dearest son of the wind
Surely I flew with the bluethroatSurely I danced with the northern lightIn the strongest of breath we exhaled as oneMy dearest son of the wind
The lips of the silenced people bursted out in speechThe stream of words once again were flowingOver the frozen riverbanks when we finally came togetherMy dearest son of the wind
When you´re walking alongside the reindeer-herd...When you guard the reindeer-oxen with the great antlers...All of the horizon comes alive and starts to moveMy dearest son of the wind