Noise or peace.
Which thing you pass far away?
Loneliness or dozens of people.
Why are you crying,
when somebody's child in neighborhood is laughing?
You are deep water, untouchable mountain.
Forgotten attic, you are titanic envelope.
Why are you crying,
when somebody's child in neighborhood is laughing?
Why are you crying,
when somebody in the radio sings about love?
Speak whit the voice which I can hear.
Whit words which I reach, poems which I understand.
To you it needs subtitles.
The amplifier of secrets, narrator all known.
Speak whit the voice which I can hear.
I'm simple, always without explanation.
You map complicated, trip in strange land.
Why are you crying,
when somebody in the radio sings about love?
Speak whit the voice which I can hear.
Whit words which I reach, poems which I understand.
To you it needs subtitles.
The amplifier of secrets, narrator all known.
Speak whit the voice which I can hear. 4x
(Happoradio- Puhu äänellä jonka kuulen)