Lyric

The northern lights draw their lines in the sky

Smoke rises from the bark of a birch

Coffee boils in the middle of a Hörköpersailing

The breath of the wilderness touches my cheek

At night, a forest hawk tells a story about the past

The breath of the wilderness accompanies me

The spark of the campfire tells everything necessary

The twigs contain the writings of history

The snow cover hides sorrows and laughter

And humor is a thin comfort, but comfort nonetheless

Reindeer antlers are drawn in the twilight

In the distance, the plot of the fell hums

The stream plays a tune without a score

The cold air refreshes thoughts

And at the edge of the forest, the world continues somewhere

The breath of the wilderness accompanies me

The spark of the campfire tells everything necessary

The twigs contain the writings of history

The snow cover hides sorrows and laughter

And humor is a thin comfort, but comfort nonetheless

The moose stands for a moment, eternity in its gaze

The owl's wings slash frosty air

No explanations, just the weight of being lightens

The smoke circles, disappears into the sky

And what remains is this breath of the wilderness

The campfire goes out, the embers still smolder

The signs of the trip are visible in the ice

The sun rises, illuminates the crest of the fell

Then I understand what I came here for

The breath of the wilderness remains alive inside me