Ole Kristiansen
Unnuaq Sisoorpoq
Naasuuteqarputit aattaannguaq takuara
Isertuunnangu takuteqqilaaruk
Soormi takutippiuk aperaanga nalullungu
Neriullunga akissutissaqarumaartoq

Unnuaq sisoorpoq illit pillutit
Sermersuup tungaanut isikkiveqarluni
Nalussanngilat sooq

Seqineq timaanit nuisartoq
Ulloruleraangat aattaat
Eriningaara unnuaq maanna nalussanngilat sooq

Unnuaq sisoormat illit pillutit
Sermersuup tungaanut isikkiveqarluni
Nalussanngilat sooq

Inoqanngeqaammi makku aqquserngit
Eqqaamasaraluarpakkalu sumut ingerlasuusut
Kiammiuku unnuaq manna qullersuit qamiterai

Naasuusaateqaruit qerisumi qerrassineq ajortumik
Toqoqqaassanguma ilisiffingilaaringa

Unnuaq sisoormat illit pillutit
Sermersuup tungaanut isikkiveqarluni
Nalussanngilat sooq, sooq, sooq, sooq, sooq, sooq, sooq…
The Night Is Sliding Down

You own a flower I it saw recently
Show it to me again without keeping it secretly
Then why did you show it, I asked because I don’t know
Hoping for an answer

The night is sliding down because of you
With a view towards the inland ice
You know why

I look forward to the sun which usually rises from the inland
But I know it will not happen until late in the morning
You know why

The night is sliding down because of you
With a view towards the inland ice
You know why

These streets are empty
I used to remember where they lead
Who are switching off the streetlights tonight

If you own an artificial flower that doesn’t freeze in the cold
Please place one in my coffin in case I die first
The night is sliding down because of you
With a view towards the inland ice
You know why, why, why…