Monimuotosii [English translation]

You can check out but you cannot leave

Insiduosly the earth, piece by peace, turns to marsh

I'm carrying the torch, follow my consumption

On new land footprints require misdirection

Like shoelaces the plants bind the ground

Release oxygen to balance the atmosphere

A million species, no two different laws in the forest

Or identical monkeys, each one is different

I was born dark, only the road has been my home

With big letters I write that I've been here on the wall

Seeing new things puts everything in perspective

I'm walking home, each time a different route

Looking at the vistas and getting tangled in my own feet

I was born dark, only the road has been my home

In the forest of Vuosaari I'm heating up a drum

Around my tussock culture arises

Lakes dry up and we meet at the basin

From the south to the beaches at Bay of Bothnia forests are cut cause

I was born dark, only the road has been my home. They take me to tomorrow

It takes everyone time to learn to endure

I take nine UPMs out of ten

Economic forestry from within a tech house

Armwrestle for the snake's last fortune

Take care, as leaves do of trees

Those yoghurt cans in the soil will begin to cast blame

Pollen is emitted into nature

New ideas in the junkyards for endurance

The reconstructor reflects the business world

Foster life advanced by small communities

I was born dark, only the road has been my home. They take me to tomorrow

I don't want to believe it to be true

For every beginning, we are diverse

*Many many many many

Many many many many many varieties

Many many no many many no

Many many many many many varieties

Too far away everything used to happen

Within many a tree's notch a love in (/for) nature

Birds awake the VYYs** back to life

Beelzebub's five update and hurt oneself to extinction

In evolution young boys inherit reputation

Life's riches under the pressure of big brother

Pretty optimistic, quite gorgeous

Pollute even though we will have to close the factories

I'm not starting an American plow, I'll begin to wander

Many many many, I just want to say that

I was born dark, only the road has been my home.

On the earth lying in a mass grave

In a pile of logs waiting for their best

Tear the logos from fruit for composting

I hug a wall and ask how the tree is doing

Weak minds, the table has been set

Just lifeless nature, ancient national ailments

Renewable century is let off the hook

The war of peace, peace war will diminish hunger

In the scales of color the seasons fall from the sky

As long as we don't catch letters on our way to Pluto

There is no such thing as just good bad

One change in culture, and the mind has a big ahaa

Your philosophy is as long as the period of growth

I would explain but it would take forever

Many many many many

Many many many many many varieties