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This was written some thirty years ago, in Finnish. Later I tried translating to English. |
| 1st Act: How we were born (I know that) Land - Man - Living - Regions 2nd Act: Hundred thousand years ago (you hear it) 3rd Act: Waking up In the valleys of Iran, those dear ones, when the rivers still kept on flowing and meadows there restlessy grew Man woke up to the very first morning Dance, children, dance - but where to? northeast - southeast - southeast - north Dancing we find us connected nature - myself - the other one - family We dance in the dried up river valleys we keep fires at the shores a sacred lake silently hiding us in the shades of trees thus getting you into a hidden cave Baikal - Deccan - Ahaggar - Dordogne! CHOOSE! Beyond the Caucasian wall, in the cold side in hopelessness of the white plains our eldest brothers were born Choose! Sensing the the hot smell of resin we remember the youth of our own |
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