I climbed the high tower of Kuldjala
I waved my fist in the darkness, a spotlight shining on me
The police flashing lights massacred the beauty of the ramparts
Tell me where I can find the wisest man in Estonia?

I want him to baptize me by the light of the docks
But the port of Vanasadam remains silent, I walk in the business district of Tornimäe
Swaying under the moonlight
I shoot at the stars with my bare hands

I look for the wisest man in town
My hands clutch at the neck of the night
Roterman’s financial center fades away
The lights go out willingly

My blood runs in puddles
A plane flies over my pallid neck
Tell me where I can find the wisest man in Tallinn?
I visited every colorful building in Astangu

I didn’t find him, the night was red with despair,
Toompea (the cathedral hill) overhangs my disappointment
I am looking for the wisest man in Tallinn
A Russian rider gave a sword blow in the cold night

Lake Harku reflected the death scene of an angel
Glehn Castle lit up, the waves on the Pirita River
gently shook the passing boats
I walked along the quays with my eyes fixed in my thoughts

Without hearing the wind, without seeing the time that was taking you away
I was looking for the wisest man in Estonia
I found only embers on the beach of merivälja
The infernal fatigue, and my eyes closed in the fog

Snow fell on the statue of a Danish knight
His ghost burned a stone fortress in his path
The fog shrouded our promises of the future
Tell me where I can find the wisest man in Estonia?

I want to ask him to pierce my heart with starlight
But the fragile roofed church of St. Olaf remains silent
And God counts the hours, and refuses to answer me
I climbed up the high tower of Kuldjala

I waved my fist in the darkness, a spotlight suddenly shone on me
The police flashing lights massacred the beauty of the ramparts
Tell me where I can find the wisest man in Estonia?
I want him to baptize me in the light of the harbor and make me his disciple