Thou dark little lantern in this dark endless night,
alas! how intimate and helpless thy gleam is wander.
Thou little little lantern in this immense and endless night,
thy gleam is fraught with danger and fluster.
The wise have their sagacity; their hinds have their laugh,
for they do not understand their intentions.
Thou fading little lantern in this dark night,
where men freeze into stone formations.
//translated by Carl-Mikael A. Teglund, 2008