@ Riccardo Venturi

Thank you very much for posting this great song representing so well the protest song genre of the late 1960s. It's a sad story with a sense of place and a little touch of humour and subtle irony.

As for the picture you posted, I think that one deserves a proper rest after every linguistic struggle.

The Finnish lyrics needed some patching I couldn't help doing. In the 6th line of the 5th stanza, there was an error that turns the meaning upside down and propably makes you want to change your translation accordingly. Here are the revised lyrics:

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@ Juha Rämö

Dear Juha, it's really a great song. And I completely agree with you, when you say it has a little touch of (dark) humour and subtle irony that, in my opinion, adds much to the genre. As for my Italian translation, the picture I posted represents well my state at 5:43 this morning. To tell you all the truth, I carefully checked your English translation, and I noticed I plainly misunderstood some points in the Finnish lyrics, and I'm going to replace them accordingly. Happily enough, there aren't that many: I may be fairly satisfied. This is my first attempt to translate a Finnish song after 40 years or so. It's a long way to Hollola...But now I'm going to next bar for a jäätelötötterö: I think I deserve it today (42° in Florence). Thank you!

@ Riccardo Venturi

I think this is the time of year I envy you Italians only for your delicious food but surely not for your weather. 42 degrees would be simply unbearable to me. I happily prefer feeling a little bit chilly and not dreaming of a jäätelötötterö at 17 degrees.

Nella melodia riecheggiano un po' le note di Paddy Works on the Railway, mi pare.
Molto bella, comunque.
Grazie

Ti pare parecchio bene, Krzysiek! Stessa impressione, ma forse non è un caso.
Senti, colgo l'occasione: che accidenti vuole dire "Klus Mitroh"? Non la canzone, proprio il nome....

@Juha Rämö

Dear Juha, this is the wonderful weather report for next week in Florence, Metropolitan City of Florence:

I wonder what I'll do next Wednesday: I think I'll have my warm shower by only getting my nose out of the door.

That's why I'm living and working by night. I think my translation attempts from Finnish will have a great leap forwards. And that's why I translate from and into Greek mostly in winter. Weather-timed translations!

I may be a bit crazy, I know.

Secondo me è la pronuncia storpiata del nome del gruppo di Janerka, Klaus Mitffoch, ma va a vedere cosa intendeva Lech e i suoi commilitoni chiamando la band così. Ho trovato solo l'informazione che doveva essere un gioco di parole fra il tedesco "Mittwoch" e un personaggio di nome Klaus "con" (mit) foch (che in polacco significa "broncio"). Se fosse, poi, in qualche modo alter ego di Janerka stesso, visto che tutti i testi erano suoi o di sua ragazza di allora Bożena, e fino ai giorni nostri la consorte e violoncellista del gruppo, mi è difficile dire.
Una cosa è sicura, la canzone in questione è cantata in prima persona, è scritta da Janerka e si rivolge a una ipotetica persona facilmente identificabile con LA PATRIA. È comunque uno dei testi più diretti e di facile interpretazione fra tutte le opere sia giovanili sia quelle più maturi di questo autore che spesso e volentiri si abbandona... (Continues)

@ Riccardo Venturi

Here we go: stadin slangi (my 2nd mother tongue), lession 1

Ku fogelit tsungaa ja kuuset gungaa, ni skutsis on gimis koisaa.

Finnish translation:

Kun linnut laulavat ja kuuset huojuvat, metsässä on mukava nukkua.