Suuret ja soriat [English translation]

The others are tall and slender

Black-browed and pretty

I am tiny

Crook-necked and small

Hidden under the bench

Hidden under the bench

Place under the bed

Place under the bed

My mother should have

Given birth to a prettier child

Cared for fairer one

Grown a prettier one

She collected me from embers

Gave birth from charcoal

To be abandoned by the good

And placed with the bad

Many criticise my shape

Many look at my face

Many lament my figure

Speak of my scrawny figure

Grief has shaped me

Crying has beautified my face

Worry has moulded my figure

Sorrow has placed my eyes

One day this figure

And my other parts

Will receive great grooms

High-ranking suitors will come

If no one comes

If no great men propose

The grooms of death will come

Suitors of the Underworld

They will not criticise my shape

They will not criticise my shape

They will not look at my face

They will not look at my face

If no one comes

If no great ones propose

The grooms of death will come

Suitors of the Underworld