Cut three branches off a birch tree
Roll in the gra** naked virgin
Accept your fate that is an honor
Make peace with old Tapiola
Roll in the gra**
Roll in the gra**
Roll in the gra**
Pile of stones is your last cushion
Kiss them with a grown up pride
Sun is rising casting shadows
What more can a mortal want
Roll in the gra**
Roll in the gra**
Roll in the gra**