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Timo Rautiainen & Trio Niskalaukaus

 

Lintu(A Bird)

I hardly know him but still

I came to meet him

He is still so very beautiful

as he turns to regard me

"This night is the last one for me"

I hear him say

"I am sick and a tired person

and thus I wish to depart

You already know something of life,

some of that do I know too

when you but dare stay your fears

you shall regain your paradise"

 

he yet continues, tears in his eyes,

emphasising each word

he holds my hand tightly with his hand

and says, looking into my eyes,

 

"I do not regret any of those, who I embraced

I at least loved them

I mourn all of those, who I bypassed

who I evaded and fled from

 

"For ever when I let a person up close

I got close to a person myself

but if I spared and safe-guarded myself

I but got lost and cold"

 

His gaze fades away, he sighs

his grip loosens

and at that same instant my eyes are dazzled by light

and the room's window opens

 

when I gaze him again, he has transformed

he has to a bird, in front of me

and it is a bird's shining white wing

that I now hold in my hand

 

The bird rises and takes awing

I remain there alone

the shape departs to the high skies

the room rings with emptiness

 

I sit in quietude still and recollect

his last words

half uttering, I repeat them

as he has gone his way.

 

"I do not regret any of those, who I embraced

I at least loved them

I mourn all of those, who I bypassed

who I evaded and fled from

 

"For ever when I let a person up close

I got close to a person myself

but if I spared and safe-guarded myself

I but got lost and cold"

 

 

Ah, Finnish has no distiction between him and her, the pronouns, so either could be chosen there.

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Leevi and the Leavings

 

Miranda

You bade me a wonder,

that I guess I never hoped for

dearest Miranda

 

Like a stone you fell to the ground

when you let your grip loosen

dearest Miranda

 

the streets of the small town

full of people

watching you in silence

 

your long hair tangled

like of an angel's

swinging in the wind

 

The safety ropes

they were found afterward on the ground

they were not then either

secured

 

and now neither the soft walls

nor the bars

will ever anguish you

no longer

 

And

all the strange clothes

and those strange ideas

that you held in your head, I wish to forget

 

as the messy make-up,

and those mindless games

that you did

 

Of those fairytales

not one became true

dearest Miranda

 

there never arrived the white stallion

the knight in his armour

dearest Miranda

 

the streets of the small town

full of people

watching you in silence

 

your long hair tangled

like of an angel's

swinging in the wind

 

The safety ropes

they were found afterward on the ground

they were not then either

secured

 

and now neither the soft walls

nor the bars

will ever anguish you

no longer

 

And

all the strange clothes

and those strange ideas

that you held in your head, I wish to forget

 

as the messy make-up,

and those mindless games

that you did

 

Rest in peace

dearest Miranda

 

Rest in peace

circus princess.

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Enkelinhöyheniä ikkunalaudalla (Angel's Feathers on the Windowsill)

 

Let an angel fly,

glide into your dreams.

One can believe in such, can't one?

Maybe you would manage

to take hold of a wing

and alike a feather to waft to the ground.

 

Like a friend,

that can console you and help you in life,

at a time of need,

as a strenght and a safety in the dark

 

Let an angel fly,

glide into your dreams.

One can believe in such, can't one?

Maybe you would manage

to take hold of a wing

and alike a feather to waft to the ground.

 

When you go wrong,

or in the dark you stray from the right path

and when you do not know,

if you will find your way out anymore from there alone.

 

Let an angel fly,

glide into your dreams.

One can believe in such, can't one?

Maybe you would manage

to take hold of a wing

and alike a feather to waft to the ground.

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This is Salvador Santana (yep, his son) and featuring Alex Nester. Alex is a good friend and has CD's of her own. This is just a hint of what she can do. Oh.. the orchestral arrangement? That's Sal too .. Dude is as special a keys guy as Carlos was with guitar at a similar stage.

 

http://youtu.be/DuG4EfemrWU

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