This chapter is dedicated to all writers of songtexts.

Nick Cave

Nick Cave: The Ship Song

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down.
We make a little history baby
Every time you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down.
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around.

Neil Young

Neil Young: Helpless

There is a town in north Ontario
With dream comfort memory to spare
And in my mind I still need a place to go
All my changes were there
Blue, blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
Big birds flying across the sky
Throwing shadows on our eyes
Leave us
Helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby can you hear me now
The chains are locked and tied across the door,
Baby, sing with me somehow

Maija Vilkkumaa

Maija Vilkkumaa: Summer

and nothing to do
the city humbly on my lap
fingers smell of tobacco
your laugher is weird and wonderful
look at me wildly trembling
I am not afraid of sadness
because I don´t feel
oo how wonderful summer
when it ends only darkness remains

Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan: Blind Willie McTell

Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, “This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem
I traveled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Tim Wheeler

Tim Wheeler/The Ash: A Shining Light

Roman candles that burn in the night
Yeah, you are a shining light
You lit a torch in the infinite
Yeah, you are a shining light
Yeah, you light up my life
You've always been a thorn in their side
But to me you're a shining light
You arrive and the night is alive
Yeah, you are a shining light
Yeah, you light up my life

Terhi Kokkonen

Terhi Kokkonen/SMG: If I could

If I could I would talk to you
until you sleep
If I could I would listen to the birds
and breathen deeply
If you could I would watch your sleep
until you wake up
And if I could I would reveal to you

Bruce Springsteen

Bruce Springsteen: The Ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a dra
Waitin' for when the last shall be first
and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one-way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly
and gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct
The highway is alive tonight
But where it's headed everybody knows
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad

Pauli Hanhiniemi

Pauli Hanhiniemi & Perunateatteri: Tell me something

Tell me something before you go
Tell me something that dries the tears
Say something stupid
that doesn´t stay in mind
Say something serious that pulls us apart
You can´t call me anymore
you can´t watch me in the eyes
you can´t touch me
you can´t form my name
on your lips in the dark
you can´t pursue witchcraft
you can´t use telepathy
You can´t watch me, You can´t touch me
You can´t even think about me

Jimmy Cliff

Jimmy Cliff: Trapped

Seems like I've been playing your
game way too long
Seems the game I've played has
made you strong
When the game is over
I won't walk out the loser
I know I'll walk out of here again
I know someday I'll walk out of here again
Well now I'm
OOh yeah
OOh Yeah

Timo Kiiskinen

Timo Kiiskinen: Unique

Would you recognize my voice from the crowd?
Would you know my name without saying?
Would I be only another person to you?
Or the one and only, unique?
Would you recognize my hands in the dark?
Would you know my story without asking?
Would I be to you through the ages
The one and only, unique?
Precisely the right one under the stars
The one and only, unique

Daniel Lanois

Daniel Lanois: The Maker

Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I stand with arms wide open
I've run a twisted mile
I'm a stranger
in the eyes of the Maker
I could not see
for fog in my eyes
I could not feel
for the fear in my life
From across the great divide
In the distance i saw a light
John Baptist
walking to me with the Maker

Van Morrison

Van Morrison: Foreign Window

I saw you from a foreign window
Bearing down the sufferin' road
You were carryin' your burden
You were singing about Rimbaud
I was going down to Geneva
When the Kingdom had been found
I was giving you protection
From the loneliness of the crowd
In the palace of the Lord
In the palace of the Lord

Lauri Tahka

Lauri Tähkä/Elonkorjuu: Long fields

There are our long fields
There are our meadows
The roofs of houses are growing moss
Cowhouses of stone and barns
To highways, railways
When the birds return to fields
My father's long fields no longer bring food
My mother's full board no longer brings food
As long as I stay away from this road
As long I miss you
And I ask You to stay away
Before long it is again October


Egotrippi: Passenger

Always going somewhere
Wherever ends up
It is half way from somewhere
Knows it very well himself
There are things
So painful and difficult
That speak is not enough
Announcements echoe from the station
An invitation which one can not escape
Once you climb aboard
You are always on

Anssi Kela

Anssi Kela: Nummela

I climb sometimes lately
with the dog on the ridge
And from there watch the sleeping Nummela
And I feel that
everything seems to be in order
I think I belong here ...
I gotta walk this way
I gotta walk this way
When something awekens inside me

J. Karjalainen

J. Karjalainen: Wild Lupins

Together we walk to the light of the day
Along the road of wild lupins
And the air is fresh, full of scents
Along the road of wild lupins
Large red roses are brought to room
I am still a very tired man, fall asleep again
And you come up to me, grab my hand
Along the road of wild lupins

John Fogerty

John Fogerty: Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me,
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me;
I ain't no fortunate one, no

Ryan Adams

Ryan Adams: La Cienega just smiled

Ah the it comes again"
It's on with the jeans,
the jacket and the shirt
How'd I end up feeling so bad
For such a little girl
And I hold you close in the back of my mind
Feels so good but damn it makes me hurt
And I'm too scared to know to how I feel about you now
La Cienega just smiles..."see ya around

Neon 2

Neon 2: Alone can´t sleep

These are the eternal moments
always short glimpses
when he measures the ceiling with her eyes
turns back on his bed
he counts seconds approximately
he counts the night in early morning

Alone can´t sleep
but keeps awake at his bed,
he tries to sleep with the clock ticking
alone can´not sleep
but the thoughts follow each other
till the early dawn meets the eye

Johanna Kurkela

Johanna Kurkela:"He does not walk ever

His face is carved in marble
his belly is ivory
and when I touch her neck
I do not think about anything else
His hands know
how to make good gratuitously
his eyes are swamp
sinked and so deep

He does not walk ever
but his soul hurtles
like a wild Indian
on the flashing mountain slope
he does not walk ever
it succeeds only in dreams
but more important in him
is all the other


Irina: Silence

I hear the steps from the hall,
you fall beside me, you make room for youself.
You do not say a word,
you only stare at my neck,
while I play sleeping

Too often I miss those moments,
that I could fall asleep and wake up alone.
No need to worry,
and clear my thoughts
when I do not understand it .. myself.

I know you have difficult to understand.
I would like to be close to you but do not touch.
I hope that it will be enough to you too,
so all would continue a lot easier.

Eppu Normaali

Eppu Normaali: At the shore of the green river

A tear in my eye
I guess the memories brought it
as always in my memories again
I lay down next to you
There at the shore of the green river ...

Where have you been all these years
Have you remembered how I loved you then
when our way led to the river
and I said to the river hey
where are you going where did you carry the tears
who long ago I cried
when I walked alone along your shore

Juice Leskinen

Juice Leskineen: A Double Life

I wish you would know you better
Then perhaps I could learn about myself
Even though I never left you
I will come again

I do not envy those who are created to a double life
Sometimes I feel like I can not properly live this only life

I'm going to be next to you again
Across this frosty motherland
Even though I never left you
I will come again

Paula Koivuniemi

Paula Koivuniemi: Aikuinen nainen

Aikuinen nainen mä oon
en enää eksy maailman tuuliin
liittomme vahvistukoon
tahtoisin jatkaa
hyvin alkanutta matkaa

Kun aika vaikeudet tiellemme tuo
onnesta me teemme suojaavan muurin
voimaa tää rakkaus suo
onnemme kestää
minkään emme anna estää
paljosta luovun jos saan luonain pitää sun


Hector: The snow made the angel in the vestibule

The girl saw from the bridge how black
the water was somewhere down below
The mother asked, "Why is she doing poetry?
The child is probably messed up in head, "

The girl was crying for a moment and looked back
Wildly ring the sigh of the city
How does this feel as a own country?
The water was black as the time

And the water was black
Mother went in black
And the priest got coffee to drink
And father was drunk, how else?
Someone carried the flowers in the vestibule

Katri Helena

Katri Helena: Give me a Starry Sky

Give me a starry sky
let the light in the dark.
Give me the morning;
give me faith in life.
Give me courage,
so I have the energy for tomorrow.
Give a little love,
to this lonely heart.

Why the sky is black at night,
why I do not see light
The heart is full of longing,
the flame is burning my life.
I'm looking now for you
lost to the world.
I have asked for you
Where are you, I do not know,
that is because I go searching.

J. Karjalainen

J. Karjalainen: Kolme cowboyta

Kolme cowboyta ratsastaa
hevosillaan kaupungista pois.
Kaksi miehistä hymyilee,
mutta kolmanell' on kyynel silmässään.

Hän ei oo oikea cowboy,
niin ystävänsä hälle sanoivat.
Hän ei oo oikea cowboy,
jos naista ei voi saada mielestään.

Kolme cowboyta leiriytyy
hopeisen kuun loisteessa.
Kaksi miestä unen saa,
mutta kolmas ei voi silmiään ummistaa.

Hän ei oo oikea cowboy,
niin ystävänsä hälle sanoivat.
Hän ei oo oikea cowboy,
jos naista ei voi saada mielestään

Ryan Adams

Ryan Adams: Oh My Sweet Carolina

I went down to Houston
And I stopped in San Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
But I wasn't sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
So I went on to Cleveland and I ended up insane
I bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain

Man I ended up with pockets full of cane
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition

May you one day carry me home