The same wind that goes around the world
Has also swirled under your dress
And the same old moon in the sky
Falls in love with you like I do
A goner
I'm a goner
I can't stay lying in fire
When there's a burned land underneath me
And I can't stay still for a moment
I can't eat, I can't fall asleep
Night or morning?
The man is like a ghost!
Look how I shout my own
Look at a goner
I go through my puddles, ditches1
I'm a goner
I can probably bash, laugh at anything
But it's best to die in woman's arms
Or at least stay to rest
To die or to start to live
A goner
I'm a goner
Night or morning?
The man is like a ghost!
Look how I shout my own
Look at a goner
I go through my puddles, ditches
The home of a poor boy
Is there where he lays down
Has a home, but is homeless
If doesn't learn to give anything
Look at a goner
Look how I shout my own
Look at a goner
I go through my puddles, ditches
I'm a goner
1. There's a saying "ojasta allikkoon" ("from a ditch to a puddle") which pretty much means "from bad to worse".