Paavoharju: It is still dusk FR-37
1. The world of eternity
instrumental
2. Light trickles through everything
Like the wind of streaming air
Travels the spirit upon the open water
Arousing within me
A yearning for longing
The branch bows
Skims the surface of the water
Breaking my reflection
Your image it reveals
Wave washes
The surface of the mirror of the soul
Calling forth
A brighter image
3. The moon comforts the troubled
In the infinitenoise of the innermost
A whisper of deep-sea sleep
4. The deep
In to the mysterious veil of the opaque
To be heard only as a whisper to the gardens of earth
When I was listening to the earths song and travelling further
Too much dusty earth
I could not help but scream
silent
secret son
5. The Gust
Outside the black snow as a figure on the ice
The crows shattered the sky with their song
Children tearing tree lichen – forgetting what was told
After the gale that screamed while dying – silence
That conjures a fire on its arrival
6. Air flows
instumental
7. Felt like the morning sun
The buttercups of the rays of the sun straighten their stems in to the morning
Drooping above the horizon as if bending their arched scrags
Wildswan white water-lily’s with their petalwings
Glide the conductor trail of the bridge of lucidity in to the crèche of their reveries
From the stream of the shadows
Birds tuned to the light
Already stand out in their brightness
Delivering the day in their feathers
On the flickering vast of the twinkle-bridge break out in to a sad song
lotusbirds drops trundling while wishing the twilight farewell
when at last quietly trickle
as dawnechoes in to childrens dreams
From the stream of shadows
Birds tuned to the light
Already stand out in their brightness
Delivering the day in their feathers
Awake
From the stream of the shadows
Birds tuned to the light
Already stand out in their brightness
Delivering the day in their feathers
Mooching around like saltgrainspark on a shattered glass of the water
The joiku* of the languors of the northern wind
Pierces its way through the heated air in to the
Heart
*Joiku is a monotone chant sung by the Lapps in Northern Finland
8. Pure White
instrumental
9. I Travelled far
I travelled far with the cold wind of the words
Elsewhere the snowflakes had already spread
I looked at the moon crying in the sky
And all the owls of the neighbourhood had flown away
Shall I tell the others, that you smiled at me
Tell that I am tired and I want to rest for a while
I travelled far I saw the quickly fading earth
Eternal seas them all – ripped to pieces
There the moon wept alone in the sky
And all the owls from the neighbourhood flew to where it is spring now
Shall I tell the others, that you smiled at me
Tell that I am tired and I will go where I can rest
10. It is till dusk
instrumental
11. Black Street
He walks up the black street
In to that old inn
Gathers all the words
Even picks up the ones fallen on the ground
Sing it away
Sing those landscapes away
And our tears
Gather them
Who would look at us
Us poor - in the face
When all walk the black street
In to that old inn
Sing it away
Sing those landscapes away
And our tears
Gather them
Translated by Sami Sänpäkkilä

