King of your life
Like a green branch ...
On a tree situated in a dark glen
And a sweet voice ...
Hope of my heart
You're the language of my people and my life before me
... in the mist
My own lost loneliness
A mill ...
I'm listening to the music of my country
With feeling, sadness and meaning
Puts joy in my heart
You're the music of my ancestors and my life before me
(Chorus 3x)Can you provide a better translation?