Vaikene vaivanen valhe,
kaikukoon kielien kahle,
mieles vailla mieltymystä mielitystä.
Kiroaisin kielenkantas,
manoaisin viekkaan vartes,
jolla miut viettelehit, lumoelit.
"Enää en oo narri narrattava,
höyhenlintu höynettävä,
mielipuolen mielitellä, houkutella."
Mesi maito kielelläsi,
lepertelit mielelläsi,
vaan ol silti myrkky musta syämessä.
Viettelys miun seotti,
valhe varma siksi saattoi,
vaikka suuni nauroi,
miun syän itki.
Heikkona heiluin heiveröisenä
vallan halun alasena,
suostunut en kuuliainen kuuntelemaan.
Enää en oo narri narrattava,
höyhenlintu höynettävä,
mielipuolen mielitellä, houkutella.
- - - - -
Let me not hear your evil lie!
Let nothing echo but the shackles on tongues.
You have no liking for the one who could have pleased you.
Oh, I would curse your tongue,
put a spell on that sly body,
the one that seduced me, enchanted me.
I won't be a fool any more, I'm not to be cheated,
I'm not a bird with feathers for plucking,
a crazy fool to be flattered or tempted.
There was milk and honey on your tongue,
you wanted to lull me, pacify me -
but there was poison in your black heart.
I lost my wits to your wiles.
It was a bare-faced lie that brought me to it -
and though there was laughter on my lips
there were tears in my heart.
I was weak, I swayed like a person who is sick,
utterly under the spell of desire.
I wouldn't listen to anyone, wouldn't obey.
But I won't be a fool any more, I'm not to be cheated,
I'm not a bird with feathers for plucking,
a crazy fool to be flattered or tempted.
kaikukoon kielien kahle,
mieles vailla mieltymystä mielitystä.
Kiroaisin kielenkantas,
manoaisin viekkaan vartes,
jolla miut viettelehit, lumoelit.
"Enää en oo narri narrattava,
höyhenlintu höynettävä,
mielipuolen mielitellä, houkutella."
Mesi maito kielelläsi,
lepertelit mielelläsi,
vaan ol silti myrkky musta syämessä.
Viettelys miun seotti,
valhe varma siksi saattoi,
vaikka suuni nauroi,
miun syän itki.
Heikkona heiluin heiveröisenä
vallan halun alasena,
suostunut en kuuliainen kuuntelemaan.
Enää en oo narri narrattava,
höyhenlintu höynettävä,
mielipuolen mielitellä, houkutella.
- - - - -
Let me not hear your evil lie!
Let nothing echo but the shackles on tongues.
You have no liking for the one who could have pleased you.
Oh, I would curse your tongue,
put a spell on that sly body,
the one that seduced me, enchanted me.
I won't be a fool any more, I'm not to be cheated,
I'm not a bird with feathers for plucking,
a crazy fool to be flattered or tempted.
There was milk and honey on your tongue,
you wanted to lull me, pacify me -
but there was poison in your black heart.
I lost my wits to your wiles.
It was a bare-faced lie that brought me to it -
and though there was laughter on my lips
there were tears in my heart.
I was weak, I swayed like a person who is sick,
utterly under the spell of desire.
I wouldn't listen to anyone, wouldn't obey.
But I won't be a fool any more, I'm not to be cheated,
I'm not a bird with feathers for plucking,
a crazy fool to be flattered or tempted.