Tule hiljaa!

                    
                     

                    

                    

                                                    Minä tahtoisin sinulle tuoda
                                                        sylin kukkia täytehen.
                                                   Minä tahtoisin onnesi luoda
                                                      niin kauniin puhtoisen.

                                                    Vaan mistä mä kukkia saisin,
                                                      kun halla ne kuolohon vei?
                                                  Kuinka voisin ma onnesi luoda,
                                                        kun itsekin onnetta jäin.

                                                Vaan toivoa kuitenkin tahdon,
                                                   et tielläin mun ruusuja ois,
                                                   ja Korkein, mi kaikki johtaa
                                                   sinun onnesi täydeksi lois.
                                                                   - Aleksis Kivi -
                                                Sua mietin talven myrskyissä,
                                                          kun lumi tuiskuilee.
                                                  Sua mietin kesän helteissä,
                                                             kun leivo laulelee.
                                                            Sua mietin aamuin,
                                                               Sua mietin illoin.
                                             Oi milloin, (illoinko) mietit sä minua?
                                                                         - Mukaeltu -