If I could give you my world, I wouldn't hesitate. My world would be yours.
If I could erase all traces of war, death and everything bad that's ever existed between us, no traces would be found.
If I could smooth out your wrinkles and bring back the colour to your grey hairs that you've earned from all the problems that I brought to you, I would.
In my days I have pillaged and destroyed.
I have hurt both others and myself, and fought in countless of battles, some of which I won, others that I lost.
I have lost Kings, brave warriors, countrymen, fathers, sons and brothers.
Sometimes I have been close to losing myself.
But then you have always been present to put all the fallen pieces back together.
You were always there to make me whole again.
I always knew that I was asking for too much.
What I wanted from you was nothing that I had the right to take. It was something that I would never have.
But I still dreamed. I hoped that one day I'd be allowed to call you mine.
But that day never came. You never loved me the way that I loved you.
Can you forgive me for my sins, and my moments of uncertainty and stupidity?
Can you forgive two eyes red from crying, once again gazing upon you when your eyes are closed?
Your eyes, that could reflect all the joy in the world, kindness and courage.
A pair of eyes that could burn with all the rage inside a nation at war.
Your eyes that never will be open again.
Can you forgive me, Finland?
Can you forgive me, even though I have been one of the worst things that has ever happened to you?
Can you forgive me, who has loved you but never deserved you?
Can you forgive a broken Lion one last time?
