Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murha, artist - Mariska.
Date of issue: 15.02.2004
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Murha(original) |
Pieni varoituksen sana teille kaikki leidit |
Jos henkikultanne on yhtn arvokas itsellenne |
Pysyk valppaina |
Murhamies on vapaana! |
Se oli murha, ehk tysin turha |
Ja rikos jonka vuoksi sekosin |
Varas niist kaikkein paras |
Oioi oioi |
Pelkk vahinko vai tahallasi teitk |
Etukteen suunniteltu juttu, veitk |
Tietmttsi rauhan jonka omistin ennen |
En osannut aavistaa ett riistisit hengen |
Veit mukanasi palan joka kuului vain mulle |
Kerro mit nyt teen, toivon et varastetulle |
Tavaralle s lytisit hyvkin kytt |
En voi nostaa syytett, ei mulla oo nytt |
Huomasko kukaan, voisko joku todistaa |
Ett osa mun sieluu nyt sun sein koristaa |
Pidtk itell vai annatko takas |
Ja s vastaat julmasti sanomalla mulle 'rakas' |
Ei ollut ainakaan mun tarkoitus |
Ett muuttuis kylmveriseksi tm post coitus |
M pyydn, rukoilen kun en voi sua pakottaa |
Palauta se mulle mink tulit silloin ottaa |
Mietitk valmiiksi vai etk vain tied |
Ettei toisen omaa ilman lupaa noin voi vied |
Mut rystit ja silti se tuntui hyvlt |
Puukotit rintaan, kaivoit liian syvlt |
Armahda mua, m en en jaksa |
Sulta se ei kovin paljoo vaivaa maksa |
Jos tuot puuttuvan palan, teet minut ehjksi |
Sen sijaan ett vampyyrin tavoin imet tyhjksi |
Olen haavoja tynn mutten vuoda verta |
Lupaan itselleni: t oli vika kerta |
Kun oveni avaan ja lhelle pstn |
Tst lhtien m kaiken mulle vain sstn |
T oli ensimmisen asteen murha, niin raaka |
Sinuna m pelkisin kun taivaanporteilla vaaka |
Punnitsee sun sydmen, se liikaa painaa |
Ei ois kannattanut vied sit multa, nyt oon vainaa |
Kaikille mun neidoille talossa |
Jotka haluatte sily elossa |
Murhamies on vapaalla jalalla |
Ja se voi iske aamulla tai illalla |
Olkaa koko ajan varuillanne |
Kun te liikutte kotikaduillanne |
Tai klubeilla heilutatte lannetta |
Muistakaa tarkkailla tilannetta |
Onko kukaan teist nhnyt petoa? |
M voisin lyd vaikka vetoa |
Et se tnnkin keskuudessanne kulkee |
Uhrin valitsee, syliins sulkee |
Selknne takaa voi hiipi |
Suloisesti rintaanne riipi |
Se nytt upeelta ja suukottaa |
Huumattuaan tytt heit puukottaa |
(translation) |
A small word of warning to you all ladies |
If your spiritual gold is equally valuable to yourself |
Stay alert |
The killer is free! |
It was murder, perhaps completely useless |
And the crime I got confused about |
Thief the best of them |
Oioi oioi |
Just damage or you did it on purpose |
A thing planned in advance, please |
You knew the peace I had before |
I had no idea you would take your life |
You took a piece with you that belonged only to me |
Tell me what I'm doing now, I hope you're not stolen |
You can use the goods well |
I can't bring charges, I don't have to |
Anyone notice, can anyone testify |
That part of my soul now adorns the sun wall |
Do you like it or give a guarantee |
And you answer cruelly by saying 'dear' to me |
At least that wasn't my intention |
That would turn into cold blood for this post coitus |
M please pray when I can't force it |
Return it to me for what you came to take then |
Are you thinking about it or not just knowing it? |
Not being able to take another one without your permission |
But the knuckles and yet it felt good |
Knives in the chest, you dug too deep |
Have mercy on me, I can't |
Sulta it is not very much trouble for the liver |
If you bring the missing piece, you will make me intact |
Instead, like a vampire, you suck empty |
I have wounds full but I don't bleed |
I promise myself: t was a failure once |
When I open my door and close |
From here on out, I can only save everything |
T was a first-degree murder, so raw |
You m most afraid when the gates of heaven are horizontal |
Weighs the heart of the sun, it weighs too much |
It wouldn't have been worth taking the mold, I'm dead now |
To all my maidens in the house |
Who want sily alive |
The killer is free |
And it can strike in the morning or evening |
Be vigilant at all times |
When you move on the streets of your home |
Or in clubs you wave your lumbar |
Remember to monitor the situation |
Has anyone seen the beast? |
M i could lyd even bet |
That's not going on among you |
The victim chooses, closes in his arms |
Behind your back can butter creep |
Sweetly hanging on your chest |
It looks great and kisses |
After being intoxicated, they stab them |