- published: 09 Jun 2013
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The Uralic languages /jʊərˈrælɨk/ (sometimes referred to as Uralian /jʊˈreɪliən/ languages) constitute a language family of some three dozenlanguages spoken by approximately 25 million people. The healthiest Uralic languages in terms of the number of native speakers are Hungarian, Finnish, Estonian, Mari and Udmurt. Countries that are home to a significant number of speakers of Uralic languages include Austria, Croatia, Estonia, Finland, Hungary, Norway, Romania, Russia, Serbia, Slovakia, Slovenia, Sweden and Ukraine.
The name "Uralic" refers to the suggested Urheimat (original homeland) of the Uralic family, which is often located in the vicinity of the Ural Mountains, as the modern languages are spoken on both sides of this mountain range.
Finno-Ugric is now sometimes used as a synonym for Uralic, though historically Finno-Ugric had been understood to exclude the Samoyedic languages.
In recent times, linguists often place the Urheimat, (German: original homeland), of the Proto-Uralic language in the vicinity of the Volga River, west of the Urals, close to the Urheimat of the Indo-European languages, or to the east and southeast of the Urals. Gy. Laszlo places its origin in the forest zone between the Oka River and central Poland. E.N. Setälä and M. Zsirai place it between the Volga and Kama Rivers. According to E. Itkonen, the ancestral area extended to the Baltic Sea. P. Hajdu has suggested a homeland in western and northwestern Siberia.
Mama says there's trouble, yeah trouble, on the streets today
She says all the little ones got nowhere, got nowhere to play
And she's right, yes indeed she's right
But she don't believe
That I will change it all someday
People keep pushin' me, pushin' me everyway
They think I'm gonna keep takin' it, takin' it every day
But they're wrong, yes indeed
I'm strong
Built for speed
I will change it all someday
There's a 3 minute warning
Before the whistle blows
There's a three minute warning, before I overload
I'll give you three more minutes 'fore I lose my head
Three more minutes and you'll wish you were dead
There's a 3 minute warning
Before I lose control
There's a 3 minute warning before I overload
Gonna talk to Alex, he's the only one that understands
There is nothing like a stranger, a stranger in a strange land
I'll get along, yes, I will
I'll be strong, strong until
The last day passes through my veins