https://soundcloud.com/esa-blomberg/pitka-pitka-loma-eb?si=acff5d60027e41a4b57ec4c949f7d85c&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Translation of my lyrics below:

Getting retired can be as big change as getting divorced or fired. Still there are not so many songs about it. This is my story. I updated this in 2025.
I sing and play guitars. I produced this at my home with Band in a Box and Reaper.

****** Song Summary *************
Key=C , Tempo 140, Length (m:s)=3:27
Style is _POPOMED.STY (Country Pop w/ Dreamy Guitar)

RealTracks used:
RealTracks in style: ~684:Bass, Electric, PopHalfNotesSync Ev 120
RealTracks in style: ~686:Organ, B3, Background Pop Ev 120
RealDrums in style:NashvilleEven8^8-a:Snare, HiHat Open , b:Snare, Ride

Long vacation Esa Blomberg 2017

Working weekdays
are finally behind me.
I finally switched to a free,
earned retirement.

I can fit everything in my calendar,
the phone doesn't ring at all.
No one invites me to lunch,
no one asks me to go to a gig.
I can read until the morning,
no one ever wakes me up.

It's just a long, long vacation,
my time is all my own.
The free time goes on and on,
it never ends.

I watch my weight,
I shop for health.
My hair has turned gray,
and my friends have become fewer.

I can fit everything in my calendar,
the phone doesn't ring at all.
No one invites me to lunch,
no one asks me to go to a gig.
Doesn't anyone need me,
like they used to?

It's just a long, long vacation,
my time is all my own.
The time off just keeps going on,
won't it ever end?

Then I found something to do,
since schedules don't prevent me,
to do what I wanted,
whenever I had time.

I can't fit everything in my calendar,
even the phone rings with joy.
I get invited to visit,
I get to go to a gig.
I'm needed again,
just like I used to.

It's just a long, long vacation,
my time is all my own.
The time off just lasts for a while,
then ends in due time.