Kaksi tarinaa [English translation]

So that girl stepped in to the room and looked at the guy for a long time with a smile

it looked handsome, been through everything, and made the girl laugh

Laughter took that man further from the grave. Made the blood serculate.

And soon two stories continued on the same road. The door of the room was closed.

Too young to get stuck, too old to change, too proud to cry.

Too young to break down, too old to travel, too proud to shout.

For years of each other.

So that laughter stopped, dust settled in the corners. Walls started to distress.

And even though a small bed, two far from each other stay awake on their sides.

And only the noises of the staircase break the silence. Hard to breath.

And when they look at each other, they sit quietly, far from each other.

For years of each other.