Isän kädestä [English translation]

Now is best, my son,

Best to be silent

To stay hidden silently

Already a sickle cuts the corn

By father's hand

Wisdom, humility

By father's hand

The coldness of the earth

Now is, my good wife,

Reason to be silent

To stay totally silent

Even though frost is reaping the corn

By father's hand

Wisdom, humility

By father's hand

The coldness of the earth

Who has the blight like a human's

The same field of the fathers is in front of the sons

By father's hand

Wisdom, humility

By father's hand

The coldness of the earth