Elämä on katiska [English translation]

Life is a fish trap in the rushes of death

The moment of rest hits you in the face

Lunges and turns back

I arranged a resting place among the silent flies

The feeling is with me in the mornings

The days, the nights

And when I get lost in the evenings, it tells me what the white worms eat...

Life is a fish trap alone in the attic

It buttons its black suit

It comes to me and bows

So we soar for a beautiful moment

But I mustn't forget

It's with me in the mornings

The days, the nights

And when I get lost in the evenings, it tells me what the white worms eat...

Kill the lights, all of them

It buttons its black suit

It comes to me and bows

So we soar for a beautiful moment

But I mustn't forget

It's with me in the mornings

The days, the nights

And when I get lost in the evenings, it tells me what the white worms eat...