i’ve been walking the

i’ve been walking the
fall footpaths of luxembourg
i’ve been warming my hands
in sands of sahara before sunrise
i’ve been freezed by air conditioning in turkey
like a frozen turkey
i’ve stood in pub queues in helsinki
i’ve bought ecstasy in sarajevo
to escape you
estonia

with no success of course
what success can a loser have
and a loser is what you’ve reckoned me always

estonia i’ve given you all and now i’m nothing
estonia twenty five years
and a thousand pillow-fuls of tears
estonia i love you and i hate you
estonia those feelings pair good
i’ve understood it in your woods
and on your concrete balconies

estonia
you can eat me now