Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Iliman Pielet, artist - Cmx. Album song Dinosaurus Stereophonicus, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: OY EMI FINLAND
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Iliman Pielet(original) |
Sanojen tehtv vlillmme |
On piirt vaikean maaston karttaa |
Voidella hetkien kruunupt |
Lhett roistot hirteen |
Sanojen varjot, pitkt ja vrt |
Ulottuu aikojen juurakoihin |
Niiden labyrinteiss hirvit |
Herist raskaita niskojaan |
Ja itse olemme ilmaa |
Jlki haamujen vlill |
Siltoja varjojen kulkea |
Yli lyijymerien |
Ja itse olemme kipinit |
Virvatulten nuotiolla |
Tynn pieni huokauksia |
Naulankrjill tanssien |
Iliman pielet, tulen loimot |
Veden prskyt, laavat maan |
Alkuaineet, tekopaineet |
Aavat maineen, laineet, vaivat |
Aivan uudet merkit saivat |
Laulaen kun uuteen uneen |
Lhti unen sotilaat |
Kauhistuen toisiaan |
Sanojen kantama vlillmme |
On miinoittama harhojen |
Ovet johtaa toisiin oviin |
Peilit siint peilej |
Ja mit itse olemme |
Ja tahdomme ja luulemme |
On varjo kaiken opetellun |
Muistetun ja unohdetun |
Ja mit itse olemme |
On mitattuna sekunneissa |
Hulluutemme harjalla |
Hiekkakumpu tasainen |
(translation) |
The function of words between us |
There is a map of difficult terrain |
Lubricate for a moment kruunupt |
You're going to be a villain |
Shadows of words, long and cf. |
It extends to the rhizomes of time |
In their labyrinths deer |
Herist with heavy necks |
And we are the air ourselves |
Between ghosts |
Bridges with shadows pass |
Over the lead seas |
And we are sparks ourselves |
By the campfire |
Tynn small sighs |
Naulankrjill dancing |
Iliman pielet, fire warp |
Water splashes, lava land |
Elements, artificial pressures |
Open reputation, waves, trouble |
Brand new characters got |
Singing after a new dream |
Sold asleep soldiers |
Terrifying each other |
The range between words |
It is mined by delusions |
Doors lead to other doors |
Mirrors here mirrors |
And what we ourselves are |
And we want and think |
There is a shadow of everything learned |
Remembered and forgotten |
And what we ourselves are |
It is measured in seconds |
On the brush of our madness |
Sand mound flat |