Yhtä Kyytiä (2011)

Actors

• Tarja Turunen (actress)
• Jesse Tervolin (producer)
• Jesse Tervolin (editor)
• Jesse Tervolin (producer)
• Sami Malmberg (editor)
• Sami Malmberg (writer)
• Sirkka Seittu (actress)
• Sami Malmberg (director)
• Kari Aalto (actor)
• Henry Holopainen (actor)
• Jari Lukkari (actor)
• Samuli T. Makela (composer)
• Emmi Aihos (actress)
• Jari Puuskari (actor)
• Tytti Vänskä (actress)

Genres

• Adventure
• Comedy
• Crime

Sooloilua (2007)

Actors

• Kari-Pekka Toivonen (actor)
• Kristiina Elstelä (actress)
• Jani Volanen (actor)
• Jimmy Karlsson (miscellaneous crew)
• Harri Ylönen (editor)
• Lilga Kovanko (actress)
• Minttu Mustakallio (actress)
• Lauri Nurkse (director)
• Zaida Bergroth (actress)
• Marjaana Maijala (actress)
• Pessi Levanto (composer)
• Jouko Klemettilä (actor)
• Sari Puumalainen (actress)
• Sari Lempiäinen (miscellaneous crew)
• Saija Lentonen (actress)

Genres

• Comedy
• Drama

Punaiset purjeet (1989)

Actors

• Veikko Kerttula (director)
• Antti Litja (actor)
• Eeva-Maija Haukinen (actress)
• Eira Soriola (actress)
• Veikko Kerttula (writer)
• Ahti Kuoppala (actor)
• Arvo Ahlroos (miscellaneous crew)
• Lena Paersch (editor)
• Johanna Kerttula (actress)
• Anna-Leena Mäki-Penttilä (actress)
• Tauno Sorvari (miscellaneous crew)
• Raili Rintala (costume designer)
• Leena Franssila (miscellaneous crew)
• Kari Ingelin (actor)
• Markku Lassander (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Latee Filmography

• The Third Summer
  2007, role: actor , character name: Raul

Late Filmography

• Tiikeriä etsimässä
  2013, role: actor , character name: Himself, Heljä's dog

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Late - Kwan
• Late - Kanye West
• Late - Donna Regina
• Late - Dreadlock Pussy
• Late - Tossers
• Late - T. Duggins
• Late - Thursday
• Late - Roxanne Emery
• Late - Spinto Band
• Late - Blue Angel
• Late - Marque
• Late - The Tossers
• Late - Ben Folds
• Late - Face To Face
• Late - Mya
• Late - Cyndi Lauper
• Late - Marlango

I know as a fact that the sun dont always shine
Gotta be optimistic, tomorrow itll be fine
And it hurts, like the mother who is giving birth
To the child full of innocence for life he has thirst
But in vain, hes only gaining pain
Minute after minute and day after day
So who the fuck! should he be blame
One for the trouble and he struggles to release the pain
Now i can see that ive been blinded see trough your heart
And all the little things that matter
Now i can see it all, and im asking you to wait
Maybe its too late...
I know youre talking shit behind my back incognito
And when i see you face to face youre lying like
pinocchio
I dont care what you say cause im on top of the world see
People like you near me and i feel the conspiracy
Identify yourself to yourself and be honest
I suggest, take a look in the mirror it is a test
Best way to cope it is to cope it in your own
Take this advice and you wont die alone
Maybe It's too late but now I can see it all
And I'm asking you to wait, yo
asking you to wait of your life in this world

I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
Stop all your blood cleat cryin', I was flyin'
Made it to school with barely 'nuff time to sign in
Yeah, I hear the alarm, yeah, I hear you mom
Yeah, yeah, I don't wan' be broke when I'm thirty-one
They said the best classes go to the fastest
Sorry Mr. West there's no good classes and that's what yo' ass get
Not even electives? Not even prerequits?
You mean I missed my major by a couple of seconds?
Now I'm in the shop class or the basket weavin'
With all the rest of the muh'fuckers underachievin'
Man, this is a insult
I went to junior high with all of them and they been slow
If I can catch the beat then slow down the tempo
Just notice at the end if I'm too late for the intro
Will I make it from the student loans to a Benz-O?
Like old folks pissin', I guess it all, oh, oh
(Depends)
Stop, you're cryin', baby
I'll be late for that, baby, I'll wait for that
If you had a taste of that, you'd probably pay for that
I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin' in when I feel like
To turn this muh'fucker up only if it feels right
You know when you be late you miss all the lights
That's right, that's right
(That's right, that's right)
And when you get back she gon' start up a fight
That night, that night
(That night)
Baby, it's too late for that, lately I've been takin' it slow
Try and make it to the party 'fore the guest list close
With the freshest hoes, the professors know
We about to get real unprofessional
Like them Eskimos, what would you do for a Klondike?
Or two dykes that look Christina Milian like
Hmm, I'll be on time for that
I ain't thought of no line that could rhyme with that
Yo, I'll be there in five minutes, five hours later
I'll be there in five minutes, go 'head ride with it
I'm so live with it, look how I did it
Been bullshittin' but I finally arrived with it
I know it's late and I took all year
But you can stop complainin', 'cause I'm finally here, yeah
I'll be late for that, I'll be late for that

A steely day,
a steelblue day
Is dying away
It's getting late,
it's getting oh so late
Finally
Warm deep sleep will take me in ist arms
Night earth is waiting with all ist charms
A gay spring day,
a cruel blue sky
Is fading away
It's getting late,
it's getting oh so late
Finally

Such a little niggle
The tiniest of touch
So easy to brush aside when everything looks up
But blossomed into chaos
The icy hands of rage reach deep into your system
And pull a piece away
So far away
And it's not coming fast enough at all
And it ain't easy to break through that wall
It's not always better to keep those thoughts at bay
You know what they say - it's never too late
To wash away the pain
To make it all okay
To start again and clean the slate
One too many counters to knock you right around
Splitting hairs halfway to find that middle ground
Endless frustration at another compromise
You want to feel, want to live
Want to see with those eyes
I look into your smile and there's nothing in there to see
You seem so distant to me
You know what they say - it's never too late
To wash away the pain
To make it all okay
To start again and clean the slate
And I know you need some space to try it your way
But I'm scared you'll go astray
What am I supposed to do? Sacrifice my goals?
What am I supposed to do? Stand by and let you go?
Never…
You know what they say, it's never too late
But the past has had its way

It's oh so late, are you asleep?
There's not a sound, so it's time for me to dream.
The window pane, late city scenes,
so far away from where I was weaned.
There was a girl so long ago,
all through the park at night we go.
All just as late as it is now,
two discontented, a young one's vow.
I'm here for you, only to adore you.
You mean everything to me.
And you're with me wherever I go,
and I miss you everywhere I go.
Well, goodbye to old friends,
I watched you go.
>From where I sit now, I still say hello.
All the memories gone by, those that I couldn't call.
An eternal divide, the distance too long.
Dead as a mackerel.
Dead as a door.
Dead as a nail, but never a bore.
Always good for a laugh.
Always good for a shout.

It's oh so late, are you asleep?
There's not a sound, so it's time for me to
dream.
The window pane, late city scenes, so far
away from where I was weaned.
There was a girl so long ago, all through
the park at night we would go
All just as late as it is now, two discontented,
a young one's vow
I'm here for you, only to adore you.
You mean everything to me.
And you're with me wherever I go, and I
miss you wherever I go.
Well, goodbye to old friends.
I watched you go.
From where I sit now, I still say hello.
all the memories gone by, those that I
couldn't call.
An eternal divide, the distance too long.
Dead as a mackeral.
Dead as a door.
Dead as a nail, but never a bore.
Always good for a laugh.
Always good for a shout.
Always good for a memory when the