Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Valveuni, artist - Kauan. Album song Aava Tuulen Maa, in the genre Date of issue: 17.09.2009
Record label: kauanmusic
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Valveuni(original) |
| Hiljaa tyhjään ohjaten |
| Lämmön läpi kämmenten |
| Annan aavain kuuman tuulen viedä |
| Kautta metsäin, vesien, luo sun |
| Tuulen vallata sut anna |
| Hymyllä vastaa, kuiskaa olemme taas |
| Lumen kentillä, peittyneillä poluilla |
| Missä tuuli vain kulkee, kuljemme me… |
| Jäljet lumeen jättää siivet lintuin |
| Viivoja maahan neulaset kuolleet |
| Pois liian tuuli puhaltaa |
| Ja näemme |
| Meidät aikaan kirjailtuna… |
| Daydreaming |
| Silently transcending into emptiness |
| The warmth that passes through my palms |
| I let this hot zephyr of plains carry |
| Though forests and waters, to you… |
| Let this wind possess you |
| Answer with a smile, whisper that we are again |
| On deserts of snow, on covered paths |
| Where only the wind roams, we walk… |
| Wings of birds leave marks on the snow |
| Dead pine needles lines on the ground |
| The wind will blow all excess away |
| And we see |
| Us embroidered in time… |
| (translation) |
| Quietly guided to the empty |
| Heat through the palms |
| I let the key in the hot wind take away |
| Through the woods, the waters, create the sun |
| The wind conquers sut anna |
| A smile replies, we whisper again |
| On snow fields, on covered paths |
| Where the wind just goes, we go… |
| Traces of snow leave the wings of the birds |
| Lines on the ground needles dead |
| Off too the wind is blowing |
| And we'll see |
| We are embroidered aikaan |
| Daydreaming |
| Silently transcending into emptiness |
| The warmth that passes through my palms |
| I let this hot Zephyr of plains carry |
| Though Forests and waters, to you… |
| Let this wind possess you |
| Answer with a smile, Whisper that we are again |
| There are deserts of snow, there are covered paths |
| Where only the wind roams, we walk… |
| Wings of Birds leave marks on the snow |
| Dead pine needles lines on the ground |
| The wind will blow all excess away |
| And we see |
| Us embroidered in time… |