Pelto palo,
loimo nieli viljatähkät,
ulenhenki tarpahutti,
roihu raiskas' rukkiin varret.
Kävi kato kauhistava,
kurja onni kammottava,
menetyski musertava
turha sao, masentava.
k**p' ei iskis' Liekkiöinen,
lostais' karu meltohenki!
k**p' ei iskis Liekkiöinen,
muistas' ilikijäinen!
Leivän leivon leppäsestä,
hongsar' revin ravintoni,
kärsin näljän närimällä
vuotan uutta kylvökautta
k**p' ei iskis' Liekkiöinen,
lostais' karu meltohenki!
k**p' ei iskis Liekkiöinen,
muistas' ilikijäinen!
[English translation:]
The Revenge Of Liekkiö
Whole crop burned to ashes.
Flames swallowed the spikes.
Fire spirit trampled on.
Blaze raped the rye straws.
Harvest was appalling.
Back luck hit hard.
Loss was shattering.
Worthless crop, depressing.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
A black revenge of the fire spirit.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
Reminder from the evil one.
I make my breda drom alder.
I tear my food fro pine trees.
I will not surrender to hunger.
I will wait for the next growing season.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
A black revenge of the fire spirit.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
Reminder from the evil one
[Korpiklaani note:
One of the most important features in ancient Finnish agrarian c**ture was the underground fire of growth. One of its manifestations was the fire spirit Liekkiö. Fire of growth helped the grain to grow and made a good harvest. In this song the protagonist has forgotten the rites and beliefs of growing grain, which turns the positive fire of growth into negative and destroys the entire harvest.]
loimo nieli viljatähkät,
ulenhenki tarpahutti,
roihu raiskas' rukkiin varret.
Kävi kato kauhistava,
kurja onni kammottava,
menetyski musertava
turha sao, masentava.
k**p' ei iskis' Liekkiöinen,
lostais' karu meltohenki!
k**p' ei iskis Liekkiöinen,
muistas' ilikijäinen!
Leivän leivon leppäsestä,
hongsar' revin ravintoni,
kärsin näljän närimällä
vuotan uutta kylvökautta
k**p' ei iskis' Liekkiöinen,
lostais' karu meltohenki!
k**p' ei iskis Liekkiöinen,
muistas' ilikijäinen!
[English translation:]
The Revenge Of Liekkiö
Whole crop burned to ashes.
Flames swallowed the spikes.
Fire spirit trampled on.
Blaze raped the rye straws.
Harvest was appalling.
Back luck hit hard.
Loss was shattering.
Worthless crop, depressing.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
A black revenge of the fire spirit.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
Reminder from the evil one.
I make my breda drom alder.
I tear my food fro pine trees.
I will not surrender to hunger.
I will wait for the next growing season.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
A black revenge of the fire spirit.
This is the stroke of Liekkiö
Reminder from the evil one
[Korpiklaani note:
One of the most important features in ancient Finnish agrarian c**ture was the underground fire of growth. One of its manifestations was the fire spirit Liekkiö. Fire of growth helped the grain to grow and made a good harvest. In this song the protagonist has forgotten the rites and beliefs of growing grain, which turns the positive fire of growth into negative and destroys the entire harvest.]