Waves are crashing above my cold grave
Dampness slowly enters my body
I will remain at this final place
Down in the darkness below the wild sea

My soul flows into the eternal nature
Into the beauty of storm and waves
Bury me deep enough and
May the nature take my soul away

Let my body down into the sludge and mud
Entombed in the beauty of the northern tide lands
I can hear the crashing waves above
And the gulls singing their songs

The ground will keep my last remains
Skin and bones will rest here forever
And someday I will rise again
As a spirit of the cold northern sea