Tammerfors

Noise of Tampere central square,

Busses as usual drive to the North.

Not lonely but no one to share.

I’ve made decisions without advice

One-way ticket and one-face time

Some say that I wasn’t right

And now just paying the price.

After adventures begin to know worth

Of mistakes and estate of feelings.

May be I was incorrect

And couldn’t catch real meaning

But mistakes we have to respect.

I wouldn’t cut any piece,

I may not erase any slide

From my running memory:

Fast clouds from the factory,

You playing Sent-Saens,

September, evening.

Thus you can ask me: so what?

You’re just a stop in my road

At windy and rainy midnight

Under yellow streetlights

In darkness, somewhere behind.

Too many asked to stay-

No one went by step.

Too many watched to eyes –

No one stayed by my side.

What have I still in my mind?

Tampere’s central square noise

I still hear your violin’s voice,

I’m still smoking on your balcony

And heart is beating as wheels

At midnight, in train, in wagon.