When our song we're compiling
For the joy of Ukko himself (Note: Ukko = the god of thunder, overlord in the Kalevala mythology)
For the groves of Kalevala
For the handsome estates of the north
Let our song expand all the stronger
Over and over our cosmic home
Through the range of space
The golden (sky)cover
Words drop from my jaw
Sparkle from my tongue
For the happiness of the great family
For the joys of all times
From where do I know my own people
On the flesh of my hips
From where do I know my hip flesh
From the birth of my heart flesh
Hip bones are made for flesh
Hearth for my own happiness
Which (words) I should conjure
Reciting the age-old
Age-old
Reciting the age-old
Age-old
Let them bring warmth to our bosoms
Joyousness to the hearts
Of the walkers of the frostlands
Travelling without roads
Let them remind us of missions
Bring our actions to be known
How we shall share love
Broaden mercy all around