Syksyn sävel [English translation]

The street is laden with steps

living is dying

hold my hand let us be silent

offer me morning tea

water the withered thee,

it is august and I am wheat

I do not cry for joy, cry for sorrow, if I cry,

I just cry for it,

and I will be elsewhere before you even know it

I loved her for so much

sometimes I love you more

be me her for me awhile

Take me into your dreams

although I will depart soon

now it is october and I am with it

When I get close to you

even the gods believe in me

although sometimes I do not myself

I do not cry for joy, cry for sorrow, if I cry,

I just cry for it,

and I will be elsewhere before you even know it

I loved her for so much

sometimes I love you more

be me her for me awhile

• Artist:Juice Leskinen