Pohjoista viljaa [English translation]

I can hear from the wind that all is not all right

One is missing, another is tiring

You can see a wolf howling to the Moon

But not the morning dew rising on the leaves of the rowan tree

These things I think about, I think when I look at south

Here the core winters don't rattle their lances

And the day won't shine, shine feeling ashamed itself

You can go away from shallow waters by walking, walking

- But we are going with sowing wind

Northern grain is cut here

Northern grain

Northern grain is cut here

Screaming birds are circling the freezing Kaa (note: I'm not sure what is in this "Kaa", but I think it is a typing error and means "Maa", "the Earth")

The buds of spring, they will stay as bud here with us

By shouting you can make a stone cry

But not by speaking to someone else to say sorry, to say

- and so we sow wind here

Northern grain is cut here

Northern grain

Northern grain is cut here

Northern grain, always

But they can still get a new northern eternality

Vultures are hunting

Northern grain is cut here

Northern grain

Northern grain, always