Kalenteris Tyhjää [English translation]

At last, empty space on my calendar

And I'm not gonna fill it at all

I'll do what I like

Grillin' my skin until it's cooked

Hey, let's do something stupid today

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

Verse 1 (Mäkki)

Aaah! At last, there's space on my calendar, I'm gonna do what I like

Not one pointless explanation, the highway is hot and I'm ready

Jump on my car, free-diving to the bottom, I hold my breath, yeeeah!

And then I'll let everything on the surface, Real Mäkki, hey, who else would it be?

Droppin' those diamonds, I ain't watching clock hands, the summer we'll spend on our bikes

At last on vacation, I uncork my Corona with a lime slice!

Beer*, an after-party on my backyard, feet sink into beach sand

Like we were in Canary Island, I travel on the first class, enough leg room

There await the burning asphalt and naked skin!

This is no summer romance, I'm not offerin' a band-aid

I get the best vibes from you when we're strollin' down the seashore

You dig rockin' to Donna Karan and Michael Kors

Converses on your feet and hypnotic micro-shorts!

Chorus

At last, empty space on my calendar

And I'm not gonna fill it at all

I'll do what I like

Grillin' my skin until it's cooked

Hey, let's do something stupid today

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

Verse 2 (Ruma)

There're no worries, I take it easy, I'm openin' a Vinetto* can*

Phone closed, I'm on vacation, thanks and goodbye

I won't be within reach, from under a parasol I tell everyday life to go to hell with aloha

A water scooter to the beach, taps flowing with beer

And I'm tankin' up, babes* are lookin' the best

They ain't hiding their skin with fabric, Kankaanpää*, Bora Bora

Helsinki-Vantaa*, no matter where I am

I watch from behind my shades, the gear switched from five to free

It's hot like Sara Chafak*, let's make this moment ours

Like Tapan*, the air smells of Nivea Sun

Navel shots, boats, terraces

Rental cars, parties, festivals, aeroplanes, after parties

This is life, Farenheits hittin' my neck

I have a straw hat, shorts, a big cig, and a Cuba Libre!

C-part x2 (Mäkki)

Let it get out of hand

Let's do something explosive, dangerous!

Who cares about spent hundreds?

No one wants boring and ordinary!

Chorus

At last, empty space on my calendar

And I'm not gonna fill it at all

I'll do what I like

Grillin' my skin until it's cooked

Hey, let's do something stupid today

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!

There're no worries, there're no, there're no!

There's no rush, there's no, there's no!