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A week or so ago, I came across an album on Spotify by this duet called PMMP. Their music in general isn't something that I'm all that into, but this album was something special. Essentially they'd just made their own versions of known children's songs, and, well, it's awesome. Some were songs I hadn't heard in years and years, that I didn't even remember I knew. Hearing those sort of puts you in a certain mood, and I started thinking about music from when I was a kid and I tried to hunt some of it down on Spotify.

And then I found a song called Paimenpoika.

I don't really know how to put into words how happy I was to find it. I never thought I'd hear it again. My grandmother would sing that song, and for the longest time I thought that it was just something she'd made up, because I never heard it anywhere else. (Except bits and pieces sung by dad, but that's different.) Hearing it again, even if it's sung by a choir, it's like being able to save a little piece of her, healthy and glad and the way she really was. Like I get to keep something of her that was never tainted by the illness.



1. Jäi toiset aamulla nukkumaan,
kun otin konttini naulaltaan
ja kiiruhdin karjateille,
mä kutsuin Herttaa ja Helunaa,
ne seuras torveni toitantaa,
ja metsä soitteli meille, soitteli meille.

2. Mä tunnen polkuja paljonkin,
jo kesän karjaani paimensin,
en eksynyt konsaan vielä.
Mä tiedän ruohoisat syöttömaat
ja ahon rintamat marjakkaat
ja rannat siintävät siellä, siintävät siellä.

3. On armas sunnuntaiaamu tää,
se muistot mielessä herättää, –
nyt toiset on kirkkotiellä.
Mä etsin kirjani kontistain,
sen äitivainaalta muistoks' sain –
hän on jo tallella siellä, tallella siellä.

4. Nyt metsä kirkkoni olla saa,
voi täälläi palvella Jumalaa,
mun urkuni kauniit, soikaa!
Mun kirkkon' katto on korkeella,
ja yks' on ystävä seurana,
Hän kyllä muistavi poikaa, paimenpoikaa.

It sounds corny, but it makes me feel like it's summer, and I'm barefoot and I taste cumin and cardamom.


And, on a lighter note:



5 signs that you're into someone

1. I... uh... turn mean and indifferent and back away really, really fast?
Yes, because I really am a 7-year-old boy on a schoolyard. I swear, there is no trauma there, I really don't know why I do it, but it keeps happening.
Maybe I've read too much bad fanfic and confuse myself with the Heroine with a Mysterious Secret/Tragic Past. Because being difficult and impossible to approach is just super sexy. (This of course applies only when I'm really, really into someone. The casual hook up is something else entirely.)

2. I try to make them laugh.
Seriously, though. Laugh at my jokes or make me laugh = win my heart.

3. I try to find a non-direct way to keep in touch.
Do you have msn? Skype? Because, well, talking is just so, so much easier when I'm not busy being nervous.

4. I do all the normal, semi-unconscious things that people do when they like someone, I suppose. Smile, cock my head, play with my hair, touch their arm etc.

5. I try to find common ground, same as with anyone else. And, of course, I feign interest in whatever lights their eyes, and I ask questions. Because people want to share their interests, and giving the impression that you want to hear it... well, that's a good thing. At least I like it when someone listens to me babble about games and dogs and stuff.
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