Petri Saarikko

Words and music by Hans (for Petri’s birthday!)

“I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. Now I’m back in Helsinki But still I feel so kinky And full of strange emotion When staring at the ocean. I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. When in my native Finland If by the sea or inland It makes me feel so frantic When I get transatlantic. I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. And all my friends the Fins – With laughter and with grins They say, “We’ll see you later And south of the equator.” My heart it is with Sasha’s Into this life she ushers Me softly without crushers It’s her and not that Clio And people, can’t you see-o? It’s just my beard in Rio!”


Petri Saarikko

Words and music by Hans (for Petri’s birthday!)

“I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. Now I’m back in Helsinki But still I feel so kinky And full of strange emotion When staring at the ocean. I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. When in my native Finland If by the sea or inland It makes me feel so frantic When I get transatlantic. I left my beard in Rio Did I do that for Clio? It may seem weird, you see-o – O-me-o-my – that still It gives me such a thrill: My beard back in Brazil. And all my friends the Fins – With laughter and with grins They say, “We’ll see you later And south of the equator.” My heart it is with Sasha’s Into this life she ushers Me softly without crushers It’s her and not that Clio And people, can’t you see-o? It’s just my beard in Rio!”