A dark blue road splits the Finnish land
Lost in thought, this boy intends to travel it
I'm not leaving to be a bother, nor am I leaving because
I'm better or because I'm giving up
I'll make my place in that suburb's flat
Where there's a girl I can lay my head next to
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls this nature to go again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls me to leave for you again
A red-brick house, its door made of oak
I don't really fit into that kind of proper life
I have to leave like from under foreign rule
To find the place that will give me peace
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls this nature to go again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls me to leave for you again
I'm not leaving to be a bother, nor am I leaving because
I'm better or because I'm giving up
Luckily the highway gives a foundation for life
Jacket on inside out, taking, giving, shouting
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls this nature to go again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls this nature to go again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls this nature to go again
Let my wings graze the ground
When the blood pulls again