Mustarastaan laulu viemärissä [English translation]

Does the linden chime

Does the nightingale sing

I wouldn't want to be this weak and small

Dreams only come true in dreams

You're not real

I am not in a psychosis

I think I'm hearing shadows

I'm only seeing auditory illusions

Berries from the ground, I'm swallowing sand

And I'm ripping your body hair off the grate

Sometimes the other person is so mesmerizing

That you start to question your own existence

Sometimes the other person is so much there

That keeping it sanitary is not easy

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

Hey do you have time to forget

The atmosphere and the Earth

The stained sheets where we lay

The carbon compounds of which we consist

No one is anyone

No one can be taken with

The sound of a blackbird from the sewer

There, where they're still living yesterday

Hair back, on the floor drain

Memories are just electric shocks in the brain

The early earworm 'till the last note

The water walks on top of the antichrist

The past won't let me close

When at the same time the number of tomorrows is decreasing

The sound of a blackbird from a distance

It's singing all the way from last spring

I think it's only in your mind

Yet I'm still hearing the smell of grass

Sometimes the other person is so confusing

That you start to question your own existence

Sometimes the other person is so much there

That keeping yourself sane is not easy

Not easy

Not easy

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

I wish I was here

But this is someone else's dream

Hey do you have time to forget

The atmosphere and the Earth

The stained sheets where we lay

The carbon compounds of which we consist

No one is anyone

No one can be taken with