Yhdeksän tien päät [English translation]

You delivered your message

Your gun gripping fingers, on hair trigger *1

Hands clenched in fist

The whole world heard

Nine odes of complaint

Round zeroes on bare temples as a score *2

Ends of nine roads, you color them red

Your message requires to step on others tracks

No safety

That is certain in world

You don't stay away from acts

I don't fear when away from you

You and gun, you and message

your message a written reason of oppression

That is Dictated by pure evil

You and gun, you and freedom

Vague is the reason of your work

Even if we hear it again and again and again

You delivered your message ...

You and gun, you and message ...

You and gun, you and message...