Finnish Trip

Look at the house, can't you see
The shutters are closed
A knife on the table
A glass in the sink
Put your hand in the tub
The water has gone cold

The night is dark and so sweet

I went to the majestic forest,
I saw the stag
Hunters getting ready in front
The country inn
The mountains are hidden in the mist
The valley too

The day is bright and so quiet

I took a narrow path,
I saw this place
People and flowers among the graves
Smiles and tears on their faces
How strange and beautiful

Your voice comes back to me on the wind

Your voice fades away in my dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Barbosa
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