The nations search for treasure
And beasts rise from their tombs
Kings revel in triumph
All succumb to shadows in their own turnThe fish spawn, the birds nest
The roses bloom and wither away
The winds lash, the leaves decay
All deaden to ice, covered by snowSee beyond the secrets of space
The four bearers of heaven
Gaze in all directions
The four wise ones stand their ground
Call the stars that shine in their skies
Gaze in all directionsThe rivers rush, the lakes they gleam
When summer yields to autumn cold
Moments flee into oblivion
Fading to blue and turn into rimeThe first cloaked in clement winds
The second with meadow-scented hair
The third who's cold and grey
The fourth who carries the snow awaySing, the beginning of our songs
Spin an end to all our stories
Sing, the beginning of our songs
And bring an end to all our stories
In TounelaSee beyond the secrets of space
The four bearers of heaven
Gaze in all directions
The four wise ones stand their ground
Call the stars that shine in their skies
Gaze in all directions
Kings revel in triumph
All succumb to shadows in their own turnMoments flee into oblivion
All succumb to shadows in their own turn