When darkness covers the moon
Darkness will come, and in this darkness
Fires burn on the barrows
Come to them, don't be afraid
Forefathers' Eve are waiting for you there
on the other side of the black water
Follow the traces of the ancient gods
Listen to the legends of the forest
Let the forest guide you
A path as light as the wind< br/>Forefathers' Eve are waiting for you there
on the other side of the dead water
You won't see anything there in the dead fog as black as night
You won't see anything but the faint glow of dead memories
When you go away, you will only remember
a sad, bloody sunset
And the glow of snow and the singing of birds
who mourn for you
Forefathers' Eve are waiting there for you
on the other side of the black water
When the sun rises in the morning
near the dead river you will stand
There along the wooden path of the ancestors
On your last journey
Forefathers' Eve are waiting for you there
on the other side of the dead water
Across the dead river - by a wooden bridge
Into the impenetrable darkness flows away
In the grayish fog - faces of ancestors
Distant stars, with the cold of rush