Ennen oli hevosia [English translation]

Objects apart since the Big Bang

watch each other clearly abashed

There used to be horses

A man has a handshake

There used to ne order, Kekkonen, Mieto, kossu and Christ (1)

Now tits are of plastic

and the word of a man can't be trusted

It slips, it slips

A pistol is cracking at the gas station

You open a song from the radio

You sing along

The song and the dance moves help and worries are behind

The distance to stars grows

The distance is maybe too much

The sun hasn't be seen in years

You change the channel

Payments used to be made with money

Now everything is fucking plastic

And the word of a man it slips

A pistol is cracking at the gas station

And the gas tank is empty

Time is flowing but we aren't moving ahead

You reach out your hand

But nobody is taking it

Frost and star-night

A stone cold blink of an eye