Tuntemattomaan - Indy Angel

TO THE UNKNOWN Yesterday left scars that I can carry to the grave, until death fixes my body under the black earth. Once burned out, he sinks into the bosom of Mother Earth, did the day I wished for never come upon me? Maybe I never saw happiness at the door, when it lived all day and night in the room. I was so numb to that already familiar feeling, that I needed excitement and medicine for fever. This road leads to the unknown, where is my destination the rustle of history when I quietly listen? This is my road to the unknown, there lies my destination, I change time in my mind as much as I like. Maybe someday I’ll find happiness at the door too, maybe I’ll learn to open up to it when it’s just for me. I guess I can still find my destination tomorrow, a happy ending to the hokema I’ve been taking care of for a long time. This road leads to the unknown, where is my destination the rustle of history when I quietly listen? This is my road to the unknown, there lies my destination, I change time in my mind as much as I like.