Sticks for the Stove
[Jukka Poika]We're far enough to see the starsas they twinkle and glowWe're far enough to hear the silenceand the north wind blow
[+3-4x]Through the yard full of snowwith my wheelbarrowI carry wood for the firecarry sticks for the stove
We found ourselves a place to settleand call our ownit feels so nice to realizewe're finally home
[+3-4x]Now the main thing to do in this life with youcarry wood for the firecarry sticks for the stove
[2nd Voice]
My love, I logged myselfout of this system of this worldI hacked the logsand carried the logs
My love, I brought myselfto carry the sticks for the stoveThrough the snowI yearned it, now I am home
Thank for my all my quiet placeI wrote this song and try your baseAnd stepping home, get guidance spray (?)
The rioty with the rye (?) baseHappy to reach the quiet baseSo fire the stove, and fireplace
The fire is out, and moist so in with it (?)Ready to face the Finnish winterCentered around our own high (?) things
And so sticks and stoves I bringWith you standing here by the windowthe wind don't feel like windthis and that,this is "married with children" -thing
[Jukka Poika]We're far enough to see the starsas they twinkle and glowWe're far enough to hear the silenceand the north wind blow
[+3-4x]Through the yard full of snowwith my wheelbarrowI carry wood for the firecarry sticks for the stove