Sä jätät jäljen [English translation]

An elegance of an empty apartment

Waltz of keys hand-off

Dance like a trance

Your walkout was a farce

Your panties along the stairway

But surprisingly much can be fitted in a single suitcase

You came back with larger ones

So large that you could even sit in those

I said, if you leave me on a sunny day like this

You can as well bring away the Sun with you

But yet that asshole still shining

Raping with its rays while I can still taste you

There won’t be cities or streets named after me

But mothers will tell cautionary stories about you

There will be a disease named after you

Some lethal, to which people die mouth open

Life is funny, isn’t it

And when it rains you get wet

You came picking up your last stuff

I picked up some last words

You’re leaving a mark

Vultures nesting in my heart

They come out between the syllables

When everything is gone, seagulls will stay

There’s a correct and necessary depth between us

You’re leaving a mark

I’m keeping my stubble

Stinging arrowtip, like a memory

As if swallowing something cutting

Sunshine forces me to wake up to you

Me and Töölö (1), we are not like before

Now you are just morticians and seniors

We passed out on Mansku (2)

It was the last time we could fit next to each other

Life is funny, isn’t it

And when it rains you get wet

You came picking up your last stuff

I picked up some last words

You’re leaving a mark