Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ensimmäinen Saattaja, artist - Cmx. Album song Aion, in the genre Хард-рокDate of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: OY EMI FINLAND
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Ensimmäinen Saattaja(original) |
| Aika kulkee ohitsemme kohauttaen olkiaan |
| Seinänvierustalle jäämme varjoon lepäämään |
| Matka aina taitettuna tuntuu lyhyemmältä |
| Kuinka pitkä olikaan se kesken taivaltaan |
| Satamiksi nimittäisin joitain rauhan päiviä |
| Jolloin saatoin nähdä miltei kaiken hyvänä |
| Välissä on myrskyävät meret, vuoret aaltojen |
| Vaahtopärskeet, kangastukset, hetket hulluuden |
| Moni syöksyi kohtaloonsa |
| Moni seisoviltaan sortui |
| Moni väsyi, luovutti |
| Ne jatkoi jotka kesti |
| Moni väsyi, luovutti |
| Ne jatkoi jotka kesti |
| Jos sattumaa on kaikki monin mutkineen |
| Jos kulkueemme houkan houre on |
| Ei siinä syytä jäädä oottaan eteiseen |
| Vaan aihe kunnon kilpataistelon |
| Iltapäivän auringossa vuoret siintää hopeaa |
| Laaksot kultaa kimaltaa ja joki helisee |
| Vaipuu kevyt kätesi ja muisti vaeltaa |
| Yli kaiken annetun, palasi hurjaa maailmaa |
| Moni syöksyi kohtaloonsa |
| Moni seisoviltaan sortui |
| Moni väsyi, luovutti |
| Ne jatkoi jotka kesti |
| Moni väsyi, luovutti |
| Ne jatkoi jotka kesti |
| Moni väsyi, luovutti |
| Ne jatkoi jotka kesti |
| (translation) |
| Time passes us, shrugging |
| We rest in the shade on the wall |
| The journey always feels shorter when folded |
| No matter how long it was in the middle of the sky |
| I would call some days of peace ports |
| That was when I could see almost everything as good |
| In between there are stormy seas, mountains with waves |
| Foams, fabrics, moments of madness |
| Many plunged into their fate |
| Many collapsed |
| Many tired, gave up |
| Those continued who lasted |
| Many tired, gave up |
| Those continued who lasted |
| If coincidence is all with many twists and turns |
| If there is a houre in our procession |
| There is no reason to wait in the hallway |
| But the subject of a decent competitive battle |
| In the afternoon sun, the mountains are silver |
| The valleys are golden with glitter and the river is ringing |
| Your light hand sinks and your memory wanders |
| Over all that was given, returned to the wild world |
| Many plunged into their fate |
| Many collapsed |
| Many tired, gave up |
| Those continued who lasted |
| Many tired, gave up |
| Those continued who lasted |
| Many tired, gave up |
| Those continued who lasted |