Sinisilmä mansikkasuu
Aarne Tenkanen
Blue-Eyed Strawberry Mouth
I don't care about the others, if you don't care about me.
Nothing feels right anymore.
Life only shows its dark side,
when my steps lead me out into the world.
Though the wandering boy just hums along
and picks a wildflower for his buttonhole,
he still remembers the name of the pretty girl.
He seals it in his heart as a token.
He seals it in his heart as a token.
Other girls' eyes don't light up my heart.
Other lips don't kiss my mouth.
A stranger's embrace is cold and the touch is icy,
when longing and desire fill my mind.
My girl, blue-eyed strawberry mouth,
when I rest my head on your chest.
I don't worry about troubles or anything else.
It's always good to be with you.
It's always good to be with you.
My girl, blue-eyed strawberry mouth,
when I rest my head on your chest.
I don't worry about troubles or anything else.
It's always good to be with you.
It's always good to be with you.
