Noise of Tampere central square,
Busses as usual drive to the North.
Not lonely but no one to share.
I’ve made decisions without advice
One-way ticket and one-face time
Some say that I wasn’t right
And now just paying the price.
After adventures begin to know worth
Of mistakes and estate of feelings.
May be I was incorrect
And couldn’t catch real meaning
But mistakes we have to respect.
I wouldn’t cut any piece,
I may not erase any slide
From my running memory:
Fast clouds from the factory,
You playing Sent-Saens,
September, evening.
Thus you can ask me: so what?
You’re just a stop in my road
At windy and rainy midnight
Under yellow streetlights
In darkness, somewhere behind.
Too many asked to stay-
No one went by step.
Too many watched to eyes –
No one stayed by my side.
What have I still in my mind?
Tampere’s central square noise
I still hear your violin’s voice,
I’m still smoking on your balcony
And heart is beating as wheels
At midnight, in train, in wagon.