Vuokses sun [English translation]

I'm ready to leave

I leave because of you

I'm ready to die

I die because of you

I'm ready to get up

I get up because of you

I'm ready to fall

I fall because of you.

The fruits are rotten

in the basket made of reed

Is there something I still could do

for you?

The bread is mouldy

in the pot made of clay

Is there something I still could do

for you?

I gave my own, old mother away

I gave her away, because of you

I gave my own, old father away

I gave him away, because of you

I gave my love, my all away

I gave her away, because of you.

I gave my own healthy mjind away

I gave it away, because of you.

In the basement the pots of wine

have been broken and fallen

Is there something I still could do

for you?

The linen cloths in holy rooms

have mouldered to the ground.

Is there something I still could do

for you?

I sang mighty songs

I sang because of you.

I sang about thirst and hunger

I sang because of you.

I sang about the banners flapping

I sang because of you.

I sang about heavenly mercy

I sang because of you.

The hand work of our fathers

has gone up in smoke.

Is there something I still could do

for you?

The walls that once were white as chalk

have been turned to black.

Is there something I still could do

for you?

I'm ready to leave.