Kiuru [English translation]

The July grass is burnt by the sun

When the fire breaks out in the bay

Water is no longer the only thing resting in the bog

When the fire breaks out in the bay

Dreams like amusements lasted only a moment in the glow

When the fire breaks out in the bay

There is a spruce brach blanket on the shoulders

When the fire breaks out in the bay

I hear the skylark sing

Or is it the bells of the wind?

Its wings touch the reeds

When night passes over the bay

There are two people on the shore of lights

Two as though swaying in the hay

Wast are the waking dreams of the valleys

Devout are the grim deeds of the greyness

Will not fall alone against the tree

Reaches out on an invisible boundary

For those two there is only one starry garden

The skylark carries the clouds above Fire Bay

Thus I have slept as grass

When the fire goes out in the bay

This sapling which could be from my land

When the fire goes out in the bay

And it can not grow among two blades of hay

When the fire goes out in the bay

In the land of bog-water summer fades fast

When the fire goes out in the bay

I hear the skylark sing

Or is it the bells of the wind?

Its wings touch the reeds

When night passes over the bay

Somber shadows embrace the sapling garden

I saw the fading clouds, how they bathed in their light

For a moment I watched them, who lay in the hay

But the wistful and fragile ones did not meet my gaze

The skylark's strange music moves above the waters

Its song has widened across the fire-lands of the bay

The dark Underworld arrival above two blades off grass

Which the skylark carries to its nest into the restful embrace of Fire Bay