Tervehdys, kaikki ystäväni

ja ennenkaikkia te, arvoisat muusikot!

Mieltäni ilahduttaisi kovin, jos joku ystävällinen haluaisi uhrata aikaansa ja tekisi minulle sovituksen lauluksi näihin sanohin (osaan kyllä kirjoittaa-täpöstellä runoja, mutta en voi laulaa enkä osaa soittaa).  💐

 

If life were a book, I wouldn’t know
Whether I am the prologue or a shadow that goes?
Appearing one moment in chapter seven,
Then fading away like mist into heaven.

I drink my tea, no coffee for me,
But I’d never refuse a well-spun poetry.
My fingers won’t snap with a crackling sound,
Yet time moves back when I count it down.

If I were a flower, I wouldn’t decide
To grow in the west or lean to the tide.
In sunlight I shine, in shadows I breathe,
Yet the wind won’t guide me, it tangles my weave.

Oh, the chain of chance, the whispers of fate,
The wheels keep turning, yet questions remain.

Time is no line, but a tangled thread,
Knotted and twisted with stories unread.
The past feels closer, the future unclear,
I walk my path with a smile sincere.

I am Toivo, a wanderer free,
A keeper of echoes in time’s mystery.
I forget my phone but I recall the tale
That no one asked, yet still prevail.

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Sanat: Toivo Miettinen (2025)