Pilli on pajusta tehty [English translation]

Oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

Oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

I am whittling a willow

Of wood a whistle for my music

Play thou my willow young

Bend chord harmonious

The whistle is of willow made

A music-mind of melodies

Played now a branch from verge of field

Flute faltering crooned

And I whittle the willow

I whittle a whistle for my child

Play thou my willow young

Flying your song's notes

I play music, I rejoice

My eternal mind have I

I play the whistle a little bit

Music is made of joy

I play music, I rejoice

My eternal mind have I

I play the whistle a little bit

Music is made of joy

A whistle is made of willow-tree

Of joys an evening of man

Of sorrow the tune for my fingers

Of willow the song of my life

To whistle the willow from water

Water from wood of willow of long melody [note:bad]

Playing of willow to playing [note: pajun soitto soittavaksi]

To day of the speaking whistle

Won't chime my music from underground

From my molden hut

I play music, I rejoice

My eternal mind have I

I play the whistle a little bit

Music is made of joy

I play music, I rejoice

My eternal mind have I

Now plays a molden-rooted with me

With others glow from my spirit

I play music, I rejoice

My eternal mind have I

I play the whistle, I play the tune

The whistle that's made of willow

Oi oi oi oi oi oi oi

Oi oi oi oi oi oi oi