The first 200 lines.
And the fire was burning at the log-raft's edge
where I sat and enjoyed the warmth
"Sanni of the log-driver's camp", that handsome girl
I suddenly called to mind.
As each summer arrived, Sanni was there
to make coffee for all of us
Though I and the others got to feel
that she came to arouse us boys.
Sanni's patent-leather shoes
creaked when she was dancing.
And in the whirling dances did
the boys' hearts throb with love.
As summer came it was Sanni's aim
to stir up all the boys.
And every evening we'd all try
to cool down our frustrations.
When we boys gambled on the log-raft
Sanni was first prize.
Sanni herself would just laugh it off
like a tune on a mouth organ
Came autumn and Sanni also left
and snow fell on the log-raft.
And we boys remember with regret
summer as a beautiful dream
Where is Sanni now?
Getting married down south somewhere.
He'd be a lucky beggar!
I also think of Sanni. She came like a swallow.
TO SALORANTA
That's the way to Saloranta.
- It's about a kilometre. - Thanks.
It's dripping, it's dripping...
to the foot of the old fir tree.
Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker
The bigger the bucket the better.
Enough warbling! Get moving. I have customers waiting.
It's dripping, it's dripping
to the foot of the old fir tree.
- Aren't you finished yet? - Should be full now.
Full, huh? Are you kidding me?
Yes, I'm looking...
so many people are rarely seen
The musicians change so quickly
as the wedding party do a well-oiled dance
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The bridegroom carried beer in a tub
with a ladle, though he didn't drink.
The guests, they probably drank too much
and the grannies were disgusted
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The priest shouted out that everything was free
at this Hurmala wedding.
Even though Hurmala scored our girl
we get others into the bargain
Hello there!
Welcome!
Can I help you, Miss?
Is this Ahola's place?
- Yes...yes it is. - Yes and no!
- Excuse me. - That's alright.
- You can sit at our table, Miss. - At our table, if you please.
What have you been getting up to, now?
There's a girl, a miss, here, asking for you.
What's a girl-a-miss?
I'll be down when I've finished my 'pharmaceutical chores'.
- Keep her company. - Shall do!
Where's my litre measure?
Is that so important? Just pour it in.
The seller must have measure in hand.
The buyer can check it with his finger.
Take a log-driver for yourself, my girl
Find out what being happy means!
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
We are your future, we are rewarding
We are cheerful too...
Shhh such smooth cheeks!
...all us guys.
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
That was a nice song. I'll have to write it down.
Not one of the best ones. Old-fashioned, don't you think?
Listen to this...
Doesn't a good log-driver know everyone around?
So we welcome you today, to the Hotel Hurmala!
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you can always hear
the music playing...
Here we only drink to
joy and never sorrow.
And from under the bar you'll always
get yourself a shot.
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you can always hear
the music playing.
Log-drivers and be-bop. That's not old-fashioned.
That's new-fashioned!
What are you looking for, my pet? What made you come here?
Who sent you?
I was told that travelers could get a room at Ahola's farm.
I bought Ahola's and call it Hurmala's.
Now it's a cafe. We have amusements and dancing.
I am Jussi Hurma.
Oh dear. What can I do now?
Can you suggest somewhere else where a stranger might stay?
There's no other place in this village.
- There has to be! - Well, of course,
but none with a spare room.
No, there aren't any.
What you got from Ahola,
you can get from Hurmala and it's a lot better.
Just rent it for a year.
I just need a room for a few days.
- Can I see it? - You can have a look.
Me and the others can make do with a hole in the wall.
Miss...
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I only need the room for a few days.
Then we don't need to talk about the rent until later on, if at all.
You make room, I make room. We fit into the same space.
I don't think I'll stay.
What are you hesitating about?
It doesn't suit me. Goodbye.
Don't go now!
You can have it any way you want. Any way at all.
- I'll spoil you rotten. - I'm very sorry.
I don't cry over spilled milk.
- I blame someone else. - I can believe it.
Let me take your hand and talk with you.
Leave me alone. Get out of my way!
Don't get me wrong.
Maybe I'm nuts, but I love you.
I love women. Beautiful women, most of all.
And you are beautiful. Don't be afraid of Jussi Hurma.
Leave me alone, or I'll call out for help!
Someone's there.
- I'll call him to come. - What are you doing?
I'll be right back. I'll just check outside.
If you'd dropped it on your toe the world wouldn't have heard it!
Shhh, he's coming!
So that's what you are!
I've dealt with thieves before.
If you accuse us, we'll accuse you.
We'll see who comes off worst!
Get out of here, before I really lose my temper!
What's going on here?
It's none of your business. Get going!
- I'll handle this girl. - Let me go!
No one leaves Hurmala like that as if you were running away.
Get your filthy paws off her!
You whippersnapper!
You'll pay for this!
You haven't heard the last of it!
May I ask what you're looking for?
Why not?
I'm a cub-reporter on a magazine where the editor is horrible.
We quarreled and he asked me to write an article
about modern-day forestry workers.
He believed I wouldn't be able to do it.
We'll see to it that he eats his words.
We sure will!
Wait till I have a word with the lady here.
- Hello there! - Hello, hello.
Would you be able to put this young lady up for a few days?
Oh, that's what you want!
Fine, we have a spare room.
Great! Miss, you can have a room here.
This lady can give you full board.
I have to hurry for the log-drive.
See you!
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking have I grown
Giddyap, Paavo, trot on.
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking have I grown
No, no, Paavo, Paavo...
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