My Finland is
A sentence not stated
It's the trees in the forests
It's the moon in the sky
Over the snow
My Finland is
A boy not baptized
You can't get the paganism out of the boy
Just by giving a name
When I think about it
I understand it
I'm too Finnish
My Finland
Is under the starry sky
My Finland is entirely open
And I found it out when I was roaming
All over the world
My Finland is
The most beautiful in the world
I bet it faded away
Somewhere else
Under some other sky
Why does the longing hit
To the chest when the summer night
Opens in front of me
It goes off somehow
Just by sitting there
When I think about it
I understand it
I'm too Finnish
My Finland
Is under the starry sky
My Finland is entirely open
And I found it out when I was roaming
All over the world
My Finland is
The most beautiful in the world
And when I'm wading through my small life here
It's wild, surging in my veins
My Finland is my heart
My Finland is my head
My Finland is the sky, it's the land
My Finland
Is under the starry sky
My Finland is entirely open
And I found it out when I was roaming
All over the world
My Finland is
The most beautiful in the world
The most beautiful in the world