Saule, the Sun, always burning bright.
It’s winter now, why you are so fragile, Lady?

Oh, I went to the dark side
Oh, I went to the other side

Why do you, Saule, always leave us for the winter?
Where do you spend your nights?

Oh, I go to the other side, I go to the dark side.
Dark fields and dark waters
Shall await my return
and my gifts –which like yours - are many

Oh, the sun, always burning bright!
Shall you return this summer to shine on me?

Alas, for you I can never return again...
Come with me, to the other side.
To the place I can’t tell you about.
To die and to be reborn again.