2022.06.13.
A keresés eredménye
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2021.06.20.
The North
At first there was a bog, a hoe and JussiAnd a hell of a lot of northern land
But who would be crazy enough to farm this land
Well welcome to Finland
In here lives a nation that can be bent but won't break
That won't leave their homeland even when there's war
But still dreams of moving to Spain when filling out a lottery ticket
Even a bullseye wont change a person
The birches in Turku are still made from the same wood
It'll teach the most stubborn of people humility
When the frost destroys the wheat
Waiting for the summer in the darkness
Then we'll dance Midsummer dances in the rain
You can try our will
But it's useless to expect too much
And we shout
Bring it on
I'm not afraid of the frost
It won't break my Corolla
Sometimes we fall
But we'll always get back up again
It's a blessing and a curse
That we were born into the north
We'll only go to the doctor when we're peeing blood
Coffee and humor is dark in here
We enjoy watching people shake hands
Bedtime stories teach us to fear god
And the most popular songs talk about death
When Finland is mentioned somewhere
We'll meet at the market place
And we shout
Bring it on
I'm not afraid of the frost
It won't break my Corolla
Sometimes we fall
But we'll always get back up again
It's a blessing and a curse
That we were born into the north
We complain about Finland's summer
And curse the winter
But still come back from trips in the south
Barbarous things are beautiful to us
Like sisu, sauna and Popeda
This is a piece of Heaven
Or maybe we're crazy
To be living in Finland
And we shout
Bring it on
I'm not afraid of the frost
It won't break my Corolla
Sometimes we fall
But we'll always get back up again
It's a blessing and a curse
That we were born into the north
Yeah we shout
And curse too much
Drink ourselves drunk
But always do
Our jobs
And we swear
On this land
It's a blessing and a curse
That we were born
Into The North
2020.11.17.
My father's age
I remember how we watched from the hallwayas dad packed his stuff into the trunk,
and Thousand Nights echoed on the radio.
And mom sat at the kitchen table,
nothing but emptiness in her eyes,
just saying over and over that it wasn't supposed to happen like this.
But if we were supposed to meet again on Sunday,
to watch the Kalpa1 game,
but in the end we listened to it on the radio,
and didn't hear from dad for months.
Until we woke to the doorbell,
mom burst into tears in the hallway,
and I got my own toy car,
as a gift from the police.
Today I'm my father's age,
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know if I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
You taught me to ride a bike,
and showed me how to skate backwards.
You said that I'd be the next Selänne.2
You always managed to be happy with me,
even though Finland was windy in the 90s,
and you had a mortgage.
I got my first guitar from you,
that nylon-stringed Landola.
You also liked to play it yourself,
I learned even these chords from you.
I often wonder whether you would be proud,
if you could hear your son's songs,
they play them on the radio these days,
and this one talks about you.
Today I'm my father's age
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know that I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
I wonder if you can hear me, I miss you.
We were excited about Finnish hockey together, we celebrated with you in '95.
But after that I didn't watch, since I didn't want to do it alone.
Many moves would have been easier, if you had been my moving buddy.
I held a lot of resentment, but everything's forgiven now.
Today I'm my father's age,
but I still don't get
how you didn't see any way out.
I don't know that I believe in heaven,
but I would like to see you again.
And even though I'm older than you,
I'll always be your little boy.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
I wonder if you can hear me, I miss you.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Hey dad, hey dad.
Even though I'm older than you, I'll always be your little boy.