| My body kicked me out and I started out a hippie
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| I dreamed about the time of the endless trippie
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| But then one day I woke up in my head
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| I was very disappointed instead
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| I had it But then — I lost it!
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| So many years have passed me by
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| I didn’t catch any piece of mental sky
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| An' there was only on chance to try
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| To find tota piece of mind
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| Gotta find it But now — I’ve lost it!
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| I was fucking on this same line
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| T’was no way to find cloud nine
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| «Hevosenkuva!»
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| What was that? |
| My ears started to whine
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| When I heard that rhyme between my head and I
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| Somebody tod me it was Finnish language
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| What is this place, full of mental baggage?
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| Should I go there?
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| Maybe I’ll find something?
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| Then I fucked off with my old line
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| I scared my voice deep inside
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| And my body gave a message to me:
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| «Hevosenkuva!» |
| …
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| So I took a real trip to southern Finand
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| Walked (along) those dead Helsinki streets
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| I praised: «Hallelujah, this is everything!»
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| A real fullfilment of my dreams
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| Finally I found a real place to live
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| Finalla I found a real place to love
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| These happy fellows — a real «horsepicture» for me
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| This is where I belong
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| This is a symphony of a healthy mind
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| There’s no other place like this!
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| My body «goes away»
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| Yeah, when I hear them say…
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| My body «goes away»
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| Yeah, when I hear them say: Hevosenkuva! |