Huomenna hän tulee [English translation]

Father is a little tired now

Father has drank a little and cried

Now, Our Father is dead

The eye is shut and the heart is broken

Have the times changed now

Ask high society journalists

And the American Jesus pours more champagne and sings:

Tomorrow, he'll come

Tomorrow

I promise that

If you believe in miracles

You must wait

Like for the rising Moon

And, somewhere out there, Estragon is unhappy

Now, paint is peeling off of paintings

And songs have already run out of topics

Plays have already been acted

Chekhov too got his color tv

What now that Elvis too has left the land of our fathers?

What will we listen to

When even radios play the same shit? There, somebody sings again:

Tomorrow, he'll come

Tomorrow

I promise that

If you believe in miracles

You must wait

Like for the rising Moon

And, somewhere out there, Estragon is unhappy

I read all the books in the world

Dressed Barbie dolls in black for no reason

Surfed from one religion to another

And got energies flowing

Asceticism, casual sex, love that was sworn to be eternal

Sunk down to oceans' beds like dreams

And so

My heart is young

Though I committed adultery

Now, I believe in miracles

And am off to dance

There is only the Sun and the Moon

Everything else is futile

I do not fear death

• Artist:Olavi Uusivirta
• Album:Minä olen hullu