Vippaa Mulle Viitonen

Before the war to Petsamo I went a year, I remember it,
now I'm old for road construction, lend me five bucks.
I cleared a piece of land in the wilderness, plowing, tilling,
fields were left in the footsteps of war, lend me five bucks.

Where my path led, friends all gone, never returned,
there I had to give up my dreams, scars only as memories.
Back then, they trusted me too, didn't need others,
now faith in people is gone, lend me five bucks.
now faith in people is gone, lend me five bucks.

Faith in people is gone, lend me five bucks,
lend me five bucks, lend me five bucks,
lend me five bucks.