Milla [English translation]

I have a man on my bed

His shoulder has a tattoo of Jack Nicholson

He lays naked and sleeps

And i think:"Who the hell is that?"

At least not the fairytale's prince

The one who i madly fell in love

So i get up quietly

At the staircase i dress up

I take a seat at a cafe

My back facing the door

And i defiantly don't feel

Any proudness of myself

Mom calls to say

How nice it would that i sometimes would visit

But she would only preach the same hymn

That has been heard many times before

It goes like this:

Milla hey, you gotta change

Your life's missing a path to go

You always take the shortest route

It wont take you anywhere

Your not a girl anymore

You should do something useful

And stop those childish games of yours

At the cafe there's a painting

An old monochrome picture

At a windy beach woman

Holds her hat while smiling

Has dunked her feet in sand

Looking at small boy's doings

The boy has found a seashell

Listening it seriously

The phone's ringing

Takes me back to reality

Heli wants to know

Where i disappeared yesterday

And i answer even though i know

I end up to the center of hurricane

Because i perfectly know

What words Heli chooses

She says something like this:

Milla hey, you gotta change

Your life's missing a path to go

You always take the shortest route

It wont take you anywhere

Your not a girl anymore

You should do something useful

And stop those childish games of yours

Milla hey, you gotta change

Your life's missing a path to go

You always take the shortest route

It wont take you anywhere

Your not a girl anymore

You should do something useful

And stop those childish games of yours

Stop

Stop those childish games of yours