| Song | Cosmonaut |
| Artist | Maija Sofia |
| Album | Cosmonaut |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| 作曲 : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| My little cosmonaut lies awake with a head full of thoughts | |
| Under a ceiling he doesn't want to see, won't you paint it with me? | |
| Let's paint stars, let's paint galaxies | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let's throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut tried to fly away but got stuck, | |
| Too many people in his way. | |
| Now he stays alone in his room with four walls | |
| And a lamp and a broom. | |
| He takes his tea for two, he's got a cup for you, | |
| Let's throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut still dreams with one eye open, | |
| Just to be sure he doesn't lose track of 'reality' again, | |
| He did that before and just look where that got him. | |
| My little cosmonaut sends his hellos and his condolences, | |
| Because he knows, he know, he knows what's out there. | |
| My little cosmonaut, my little dear, | |
| Don't worry, we'll get you back on track, | |
| We'll get you back here. | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let's throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. |
| zuo ci : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| zuo qu : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| My little cosmonaut lies awake with a head full of thoughts | |
| Under a ceiling he doesn' t want to see, won' t you paint it with me? | |
| Let' s paint stars, let' s paint galaxies | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut tried to fly away but got stuck, | |
| Too many people in his way. | |
| Now he stays alone in his room with four walls | |
| And a lamp and a broom. | |
| He takes his tea for two, he' s got a cup for you, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut still dreams with one eye open, | |
| Just to be sure he doesn' t lose track of ' reality' again, | |
| He did that before and just look where that got him. | |
| My little cosmonaut sends his hellos and his condolences, | |
| Because he knows, he know, he knows what' s out there. | |
| My little cosmonaut, my little dear, | |
| Don' t worry, we' ll get you back on track, | |
| We' ll get you back here. | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. |
| zuò cí : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| zuò qǔ : Maija Sofia Makela | |
| My little cosmonaut lies awake with a head full of thoughts | |
| Under a ceiling he doesn' t want to see, won' t you paint it with me? | |
| Let' s paint stars, let' s paint galaxies | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut tried to fly away but got stuck, | |
| Too many people in his way. | |
| Now he stays alone in his room with four walls | |
| And a lamp and a broom. | |
| He takes his tea for two, he' s got a cup for you, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. | |
| My little cosmonaut still dreams with one eye open, | |
| Just to be sure he doesn' t lose track of ' reality' again, | |
| He did that before and just look where that got him. | |
| My little cosmonaut sends his hellos and his condolences, | |
| Because he knows, he know, he knows what' s out there. | |
| My little cosmonaut, my little dear, | |
| Don' t worry, we' ll get you back on track, | |
| We' ll get you back here. | |
| Because this is nothing new, these are just old blues, | |
| Let' s throw out our shoes, I want to buy some space boots. |