Who is Joe?
Cannot grab
a face or a full name, only a slender dark figure with white and yellowing
teeth, a soulless smile grinning in the twilight...
And Damien Rice is singing another song, in my ears, through my cranial bones, right into my brain and deeper and deeper in my soul…
Tiredness fuels empty thoughts
I find myself disposed
Brightness fills empty space
In search of inspiration
Harder now with higher speed
Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I'm down, down, down.
Rain it wets muddy roads
I find myself exposed
Tapping doors, but irritate
In search of destination
Harder now with higher speed
Washing in on top of me
So I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
I look to my eskimo friend
When I'm down, down, down.
Kosketa minua [Touch me]
Halua käsilläsi [Want me with your hands]
Mua niin että tunnen sinut [So I can feel you]
Halua minua [Want me]
Halua käsilläsi [Want me with your hands]
Huuto sielussa saa [A scream within my soul]
Minä kaipaan eskimoystävää [I miss my eskimo friend]
Minä kaipaan eskimoystävää [I miss my eskimo friend]
Minä kaipaan eskimoystävääni [I miss my eskimo friend]
When I'm down, down, down.
When I'm down, down, down.
"Eskimo"
Are there Eskimos in Finland?
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