Kesä-95 [English translation]

So that summer was the last one

and we knew: it's ending

So a blood oath was made

And when we pricked our fingertips

it hurt, it hurt

Us snot-nosed brats hung around at the beach

We always cycled on gravel potholes

Sand went into our mouth

and into our eyes, into our eyes

And it filled our pant legs

We would like to say: "Call you!"

Of course we'll do that.

But yet we didn't.

In the market, a yellow swimsuit

You helped me when I stole it

We filled cow parsley with hay

We smoked

I coughed, I coughed

The summer went quickly, however

I probably cried a little, when I packed

I went with the last load

You waved

I watched, I watched

In fall I won't come to school any more

I will write "bye bye" on the class's blackboard