Teuvo, maanteiden kuningas [English translation]

The street of the home city was a sandy road

Here the Anglia turned on its roof

Maybe the traffic sign is still aslant

It was buckled by an error in the control

After I had flew trough the glass from the front seat

I rolled along the berm

When I spitted my teeth away on the base of the ditch

I chucked blood and cried

On this face a scar would look good

ib]And the teeth can be replaced[/i]

But my driving card and the signs of Anglia were taken by the police

It makes harm to the hobby

I'd want to become a rally driver

It's useless for mothers to advice the hero boys

Nobody can win the rally if he fears

The winner boy Teuvo will be celebrated at the finish

In the weekend when I looked for a car

I borrowed Sierra from neighbor

When I crashed against a lorry in speedway

Maybe I crashed my last time

Teuvo, [please] give us a ride

Teuvo, your Anglia was sold