Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kuvajaenen, artist - Verjnuarmu. Album song Lohuton, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 26.10.2010
Record label: Osasto-A
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
Kuvajaenen(original) |
| Valloon aaringon uamulla nousoo |
| On kammari hilijanen, Iäntä vaella |
| Ovvee tuvan varroen raolleen työntää |
| Ja sissään livahtaa varkaan laella |
| Pöyvän peittona musta liina |
| Kupeista haesoo paloviina |
| On nisupitkot hotkittu |
| Sienapöllit nurkkiin potkittu |
| On väkkee valavona |
| Vaenajan kuppeella |
| On päetä paenuna |
| On väkkee veisanna |
| Vaenajan kuppeella |
| On suru murtana |
| Huurusen ruuvun läpi pirtistä kahtoo |
| On pihassa väkkee tuttuva nuamalla tuskoo |
| Suattoväkj' valamiina vierellä reen |
| Outtaa mittee miehet aetasta kuskoo |
| Harteille nostettu ruumislaata |
| Ruumis laavalle pantuna muata |
| Arkkuun lasketaan kylymä vaenaa |
| Suru syväntä, harteita paenaa |
| On poes nukkunu |
| Jalat eellä kannettu |
| Liina vitivalakonen |
| On solomittu aesoehin |
| Karsikkolaata mualattu |
| On aetan kylykeen naalattu |
| Töllistä ulos pihhaan ryntää |
| Väjen sekkaan tietä raevoo |
| Paljaat jalat lunta kyntää |
| Kylymyys sisältä sieluva vaevoo |
| Puista kantta nyrkein takkoo |
| Arkunkannen aaki tahtoo |
| Särkyy mielj' ja syvän hakkoo |
| Kuvajaestaan arkussa kahtoo |
| (translation) |
| The wall of the treasure rises |
| There is a chamber silent, the age to wander |
| The door pushes into the gap |
| And the thief sneaks in |
| The cloth is covered with a black cloth |
| There is a burning liquor in the cups |
| There are wheat lumps |
| Mushroom owls kicked in the corners |
| There are spirits cast |
| At the foot of the enemy |
| There is an escape |
| There is a strong quiver |
| At the foot of the enemy |
| There is grief |
| Through the screw of Huurunen, there are two doubts |
| In the yard is a crowd familiar with grunting pains |
| Suattoväkj 'something next to the sleigh |
| Outta mittee men aeta from pissing |
| Body slab raised on the shoulders |
| Mata placed on a lava in the room |
| The coffin is counted as a grudge |
| Grief deep, shoulders run |
| There is a store asleep |
| Feet carried in front |
| Liina vitivalakonen |
| It has been soloed |
| Plywood slab painted |
| It is nailed to the aetan |
| A hurry rushes out into the yard |
| The road is raging in the middle of nowhere |
| Bare feet plowing snow |
| The obsession inside is a soulful affliction |
| The wooden deck with the fists is tangled |
| Arkakannen aaki wants |
| It breaks with pleasure and deep bites |
| He doubts his photographer in the coffin |