Oi Ukko ylinen Luoja
vanhin viisasten sejassa
Valjastele varsojasi
aja kirjokorjinesi
Läpi tuun läpi jäsenen
läpi liikkumalihojen
saata miesi mielimähän
nouse lempi liehumahan
Kohti naista naisellista
emon tuomoista tytärtä
Raastan rauhan rinnastansa
ajatukset aivoistansa
Jott' ei yöllä unta saisi
eikä päivällä lepoa
Ennen kuin neitin
saisi kanan kainaloonsa
Saisa suunsa suuta
sytän sytäntä lähelle
Saisa suunsa suuta
Sytän sytäntä lähelle
Sytän sytäntä lähelle
käet kaulan ympärille
Nouse lempi liehumahan
sytän sykkäehtämähän
Nouse lempi liehumahan
sytän sykkäehtämähän
___________________
Oh, thou Ukko, high creator,
Oldest 'mongst the old and wise ones
Harness now thy best black horses
Drive thy mottled cattle onwards
Through the bone and through the marrow
Through the muscles made for moving
Stir the stalwart male and rouse him,
Raise the l*** for love to raving
Towards a maid, a fairly maiden,
Towards a wench, a mothers daughter
I shall wrench the peace off his breast
And all thoughts away from his head
So he gets no sleep at night time
Neither rest upon the day time
Not before he saw the maiden
Got the lovely dove beside him
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his arms to hold around her
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his arms to hold around her
Raise the l*** till it's araving
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Raise the l*** till it's araving
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Beat the heart till it's abounding
vanhin viisasten sejassa
Valjastele varsojasi
aja kirjokorjinesi
Läpi tuun läpi jäsenen
läpi liikkumalihojen
saata miesi mielimähän
nouse lempi liehumahan
Kohti naista naisellista
emon tuomoista tytärtä
Raastan rauhan rinnastansa
ajatukset aivoistansa
Jott' ei yöllä unta saisi
eikä päivällä lepoa
Ennen kuin neitin
saisi kanan kainaloonsa
Saisa suunsa suuta
sytän sytäntä lähelle
Saisa suunsa suuta
Sytän sytäntä lähelle
Sytän sytäntä lähelle
käet kaulan ympärille
Nouse lempi liehumahan
sytän sykkäehtämähän
Nouse lempi liehumahan
sytän sykkäehtämähän
___________________
Oh, thou Ukko, high creator,
Oldest 'mongst the old and wise ones
Harness now thy best black horses
Drive thy mottled cattle onwards
Through the bone and through the marrow
Through the muscles made for moving
Stir the stalwart male and rouse him,
Raise the l*** for love to raving
Towards a maid, a fairly maiden,
Towards a wench, a mothers daughter
I shall wrench the peace off his breast
And all thoughts away from his head
So he gets no sleep at night time
Neither rest upon the day time
Not before he saw the maiden
Got the lovely dove beside him
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his arms to hold around her
Got his mouth against her sweet mouth
Felt his heart against her bounding
Felt his heart against her bounding
Got his arms to hold around her
Raise the l*** till it's araving
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Raise the l*** till it's araving
Beat the heart till it's abounding
Beat the heart till it's abounding