Ilma on kevyt ja lempeä eikä sekään haittaa, että valkuaiset unohtuivat juustokakusta.
At Midsummer Day's night. We walk to the river shore to see the midsummer pyre. It's like everyone else is there too. The sun will not set down tonight, it's painting the rivers and bridges with colours that don't really exist. And I'm sure it knows how painfull it feels to see it shine through all the night when after a while we don't see it for months.