Asfalttiprinssi [English translation]

What now, why are the businessmen bustling in our corners?

The banks are wrapping our bread into money

I'm the Asphalt Prince, I'm the Asphalt Prince

Of course, we'll put that park into a plastic bag

Children will fall in love with Hullu-Jussi

Oh what a maniac I am, oh how small I am

I stand by the church of Sipoo and remain staring at it

I also see Pirkko Laine crying there

Batman, won't you help us?

When they're selling our castles away

What now, why are they enlarging my cradle once again?

That's what a boy said to his bosom friend

I'm the Asphalt Prince, I'm the Asphalt Prince

Damn it, the monsters are again showing up in our corners

As if you put driftsand into a flower pot

Oh what a maniac I am, oh how small I am