Tracks
Title (Composer / Lyricist)
- 1. Dobbin's Flowery Vale (2006 Version) (Irish folk melody, arr. Matti Kallio)
- 2. Un-Wishing Well (2006 version) (Heikki Sarmanto / Kim Rich / arr. Jussi Chydenius)
- 3. Butterfly (Mia Makaroff)
- 4. We Walk in a Fog (2006 version, featuring The Real Group) (Jussi Chydenius / Eino Leino, English translation by Jaakko Mäntyjärvi)
- 5. Vanishing Act (Soila Sariola / Stephen Hatfield / arr. Soila Sariola, Jyri Sariola, and Leri Leskinen)
- 6. The Wild Song (Michael McGlynn)
- 7. I Was Brought To My Senses (Sting, arr. Hannu Lepola)
- 8. Lady Madonna (John Lennon & Paul McCartney, arr. Jussi Chydenius)
- 9. Salty Water (Markku Reinikainen / Stephen Hatfield / arr. Soila Sariola and Leri Leskinen)
- 10. Snow (Teemu Brunila / Anders Edenroth / arr. Jussi Chydenius and Leri Leskinen)
- 11. How Little (Mia Makaroff)
- 12. Mitä kaikatat, kivonen? (2006 version) (Mia Makaroff / trad.)
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