Olen hautausmaa [English translation]

Now it's been years since I cried for the moon

The moon has been occupied, I'm something else myself

I'm a hairy man, I'm a graveyard

I'm broken-winged, going backwards

I'm an active man, I'm history

I'm broken-winged with patches over my eyes

I'm a faceless man, afraid of an exposer

The early sixties rocked

Though the girl was flat-chested

That's what was said about her, we craved for Elvis

And so we went under a big limbo

My finger got some skin and the older ones shagged

And so we shut down our brains from the world

And then I got some too, shagged the whole world

Now the time has stopped, and I look at the moon

Everything stands still, now I'm a man's rib

I'm an endless night, I'm literature

I'm baby Jesus without Mary

I'm the work of ages, I'm a new Bible

Singing six new arias into the night

I'm not afraid of history, I'm a graveyard

• Artist:Hector
• Album:Herra Mirandos