Letras: Metsatöll. Iivakivi. Äikesepoeg.

Kui ikkeaeg murran labi ma sajust
kouevihm viskleb kui madu
Olen aikesepoeg, sundinud rajust
tormituules mu kodu

Tulega uhendan taeva ja maa
ning kivisse sulatan margi
mis poletab silmad kui vaatama jaad
ja soestunuks leegitab sargi

Piksesse punutu argatab end
ja kannatust katkestab pinge
Rajuga lahvatab tormide vend
kes kangem veel lihalt ja hingelt

Ja raksatab kargatus hinges
mis kogund end kaua ja tais saand me moot
Tuua vabadus koju, luua ike mis rohunud meid
Tosta aikesemook

Tulega uhendan taeva ja maa

Olen aikesepoeg, sundinud rajust
tormituultes mu kodu
isaks on kou, emaks maarahva hing
neilt parisin meeled, parisin jou

Olen vallutussoend
hellus hingest on unun?d
Kui tulnud on tund
taevast pritsimas valusat tuld

Olen vabadusvalvur
pikset pilluvad moemad kaed
Pole hetki kus kahtlen
oma rahvaga siis uhendan vaed

Kui ikkeaeg, ei pikne halastust talu
Raiub aikesemook
kuni rahvas unustab valu


English Translation (Son of Thunder)


Like a dearth I break through the rain
Thunderstorm writhes like a worm
I am the son of thunder, born from tempests
Among full gale is my home

With fire I unite the sky and the earth
And in stone I render a sign
That burns your eyes if you linger and look
And flames char away your clothes

The one braided with thunderbolts awakens
And tension interrupts the pain
The brother of storms blazes up in the squall
Tough both in flesh and in soul

And cracks the clap in our souls
That has gathered for long now our number is up
To bring home freedom, to strike down the yoke that has weighed us down
To raise the sword of lightning

With fire I unite the sky and the earth

I am the son of thunder, born from tempest
Among full gale is my home
Roar of thunder my father, soul of Maarahvas my mother
From them I inherited my senses, inherited my might

I am a fiend of conquering
Tenderness has left my heart
And when the hour comes
Skies spit bitter fire

I am the guardian of freedom
Both my arms cast lightning
Never do I hesitate
With my people I unite my power

During times of thraldom thunder feels no mercy
The sword of lightning lashes
Until my folk forget their pain