2024.10.02.
Ärger, der am Herzen frißt
Ärger, der am Herzen frißt,
Wird's nur ärger machen.
Was nicht wegzuschelten ist,
Such es wegzulachen.
Maustetytöt - Takapajula dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Translation
Middle of nowhere
Here in the middle of nowhere, not even willow grows anymore
Only the smell of cellulose factory has been left as a memory
No gift was left for Ahti, no nest for Otso1
The wind and rain will be left by themselves when men fumble in the forest again
The wind shall save its lungs
The leaves won't move any longer
And the rain can just drain into a trench
Since it got ruined already
It's just nice if it's hot
The ecstasy of this party will never fade
Faster, stronger, higher
Greed doesn't fit under this sky
I don't know why the hippies complain, they always ruin everything
The rubbish fits so well on the ground, it doesn't weigh a lot
Nothing will ever go wrong againJacques Prévert - L’automne dalszöveg fordítás