What would it be like...

I wrote a poem that I never quite finished in (about) 2012. So I was fifteen or fourteen years old, and still wrote in Finnish. Now I decided to finish, translate and modify the poem.

Original poem:

Millaista olisi elää?

Millaista olisi seisoa sateessa,

uida yöllä meressä

Millaista olisi juosta lujaa,

väsyä, hengästyä ja nauraa

Millaista olisi istua korkealla,

katsella auringonlaskua

Millaista olisi hypätä katolta lumeen,

nousta ylös ja hypätä uudelleen

Millaista olisi sulkea silmät ja huutaa,

yrittää vielä kerran uudestaan

Modified version:

What Would It Be Like to Live

What would it be like

to swim in the ocean by night

stand on the edge and look at the sunrise

close my eyes and try one more time

What would it be like

to stand in the rain

feel the adrenaline in my veins

lie on the ground and let it stain

What would it be like

to be exhausted and run fast

to be out of breath and laugh

jump into the unknown and let it scratch

What would it be like to love

What would it be like to hate

What would it be like to live?