Kiljut riemusta [English translation]

All I have

is a mere loan

and that's the way it should be.

If I miss something from here

it's not the scenery,

not summer nights,

though allegedly they are unforgettable.

I miss that picture of you

in which you for the last time

cried out with happiness,

cried out with happiness.

In the small hours I have no peace.

Laughter of seagulls torments me.

I don't miss anything from here,

not even the scenery,

not summer nights,

though allegedly they are unforgettable.

I miss that picture of you

in which you for the last time

cried out with happiness,

cried out with happiness

cried out with happiness.

I don't miss summer nights,

not even the unforgettable ones.

I miss that picture of you

in which you for the last time

cried out with happiness,

cried out with happiness.