…down All the tales are told All the orchids gone Lost in my own world Now I care for dead gardens My song is little worth anymore Time to lay this weary pen aside The play is done (The play is done) The curtain's…

…my garden, my underwear was stolen And you keep following me the other side of street I see your shadow every day It isn't the right way I understand how much affection we are mean But you, you got curious in the wrong…

…nousee ja tuun sun luokse vieraista lakanoista Tukka pystyssä katon ku mun yksiö tyhjenee sun tavaroista Kyl mä tiiän ettei suklaat ja ruusut koskaan mun tekemii virheit poista Luulit et se kyyti veis sut kuuhu mut mä olin Apollo13 (olin Apollo13) Mä olin Apollo12 Kun aurinko nousee ja tuun sun viereen vieraista lakanoista…

…You play a fruit game, when I come, you smell good, when i kiss you to your mouth. you are restless like always, you need freedom like everyone else. You are like a star with your new jeans, you are socializing with your neeze, you are strong and joyfull like always, you illuminate our evenings always.…

…complete, as it has ment to be. Hhere the child it a fulfillment of two peoples love, that is, I guess, meant in some ancient Sagas to say, The fruit of the two peoples love, to meant to be a symbol of a love.…

…, love the hard way Baudelaire in Braille Baby, love the harder way Once you lose yourself entomb I promise you to love the hardest way Pretty like a flower on a tomb you are Kissed blue by the last arrows of the sun…