Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song POIKA, artist - Yö. Album song Myrskyn Jälkeen, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Record label: Poko
Song language: Finnish(Suomi)
POIKA(original) |
Kun olin pieni poika, kuulin isn tarinoita |
Sankareista, joille kumarrellaan |
Kertoi kaikki suuret retket ja tyttymyksen hetket |
Jota saaneet on he matkoillaan |
Jotenkin m kaiken uskoin, niin hienolta ne tuntui |
Olla esimerkkiaikuinen |
Ja vaikka menis henki l ole toisen renki |
Nyrkit pystyss hn mulle vakuuttaa |
Sitten kasvoin vanhemmaksi, kait hankalammaksi |
Kun en tarinoihin uskonutkaan |
Pist poika hienot vaatteet ja isnmaasi aatteet |
Muista poika mit kertonut oon |
Ole esimerkkilapsi niin kasvat vahvemmaksi |
Pset maatasi puolustamaan |
Ja vaikka menis henki l kenenkn renki |
Muista nyrkit, joita tytyy heiluttaa |
Nyt se poika tll menee menojaan |
Hakkaa ptn seinn ja laulaa laulujaan |
Nyt se poika nauraa ja muita naurattaa |
Eik muuta tahdo oppiakkaan |
T mulle riittkn, muut sotansa sotikoon |
T mulle riittkn, ennemmn oppinut oon kuin uskotkaan |
Ei hienot sanat sovi, sivistyksessk lovi |
On tn hienon perheen kauhukakaran |
Ei se mennyt armeijaan, opetellut puolustamaan |
Vaikka hnt niin opetettiin |
Niin paljon rahaa sai aina joka lauantai |
Is murtuneena pillitt |
Ja jotain syvemmlt kuin pintaelmlt |
Halusin ja sen lytnyt oon |
Tahdoin itse jotain ptt, tahdoin itse jotain nytt |
Joka hetken elmll tytt |
Ja vaikka kylm valtatie usein synkkkin lie |
Niin paljon m oppinut oon |
Ett toinen ihminen kullan arvoinen, sit kertonut et ollenkaan |
Tt tahdon elmlt, koska tuntuu hyvlt |
Eik tarvitse nyrkki ilmassa heiluttaa |
Nyt se poika tll menee menojaan… |
Nyt se poika tll menee menojaan… |
(translation) |
When I was a little boy, I heard isn stories |
Of the heroes to whom they bow |
Told all the great excursions and moments of fullness |
What they have received on their travels |
Somehow m everything I thought so great they felt |
Be an example adult |
And even if you go to the spirit l not another servant |
His fists upright him to convince me |
Then I grew older, looking harder |
When I didn't believe the stories |
Pist the boy in great clothes and the ideas of your homeland |
Remember what the boy said |
Be an example child and you will grow stronger |
Pset your country to defend |
And even if the spirit goes to anyone's servant |
Remember the fists you want to wave |
Now that boy is going to spend it |
Hit ptn seinn and sing his songs |
Now that boy is laughing and making others laugh |
And I don't want to learn anything else |
T me enough, the rest of the war warfare |
That's enough for me, I've learned rather than you think |
Not great words fit, notch in civilization |
There is this great family of horror |
It did not go into the army, learned to defend |
Although hnt so was taught |
I always got so much money every Saturday |
Is a broken whistle |
And something deeper than the surface |
I wanted it and found it |
I wanted something myself, I wanted something now |
Every moment is gone |
And even a cold highway is often a gloomy place |
I have learned so much |
That another person worth gold, you said you did not at all |
I want this out of my life because I feel good |
No need to wave your fist in the air |
Now that boy is going to spend it… |
Now that boy is going to spend it… |