Ruoska - Piruparka (Lyrics)

I made a video with Finnish lyrics and some pictures from Ruoska's hometown. I'll give you English translation below:

When I was born to a grey morning
A raven croaked in a tree
I never saw my mother
She died toward evening
Father lifted me into his arms
And looked at his little child
It would have been better, poor devil,
If you had gone with your mother

Hunger, misery as my company
I grew into a young man
Like my father, I too
Grabbed a mattock
Then the old man got sick
And died painfully
Last words, poor devil,
Don't bother to mourn

Through wind, flurry too
With head held high I go
Without father, mother
I close my sorrows into my soul
I'm not afraid of the last day
I'm not afraid of death
But with a smiling face this poor devil
Leaves eventually

[damonwolf]

I am the unfortunate American whose ancestors left the great land of Finland for the hellish reality of American Capitalism and Racial Exploitation. Lord, how I hate my life. Please bring me back to the "Lucky Devil" land of Finland where I can live happily ever after.