Mataleena-Varttina Miero

Mataleena neito nuori neito nuori ja nurja Sill'on synkkää syämessä pahan mennehen maa Kun ol kolme poikalasta kolme lasta laitettu Kolme kääröä kerällä omaksi annettu Mataleena neito nuori neito nuori ja nurja Sill'on synkkää syämessä pahan mennehen muisto Yhen tuikkasi tulehen kekäleeksi valkeaan Tuli siinä tuuittaapi valkea valittaa Mataleena neito nuori.. Toisen viskasi vetehen alle aallon alenti laineet lasta liekuttaapi meri musta vie Kaivoi kolmannen kankaalle laittoi lehtoon lepäämään Koivut kehtoo keinuttaapi valvoo ikiunta Kun ol kolme poikalasta kolme lasta laaittunna Mataleena neito nuori,. ENGLISH TRANSLATION Mataleena, that young maid, that bitter and twisted young maid - her heart is darkness, a land where nothing came to good. She'd had three baby boys, three she'd given birth to: three swaddled bairns she'd had for her own. Mataleena, that young maid, bitter and twisted young maid - her heart is darkness, a memory of old evil. One of them she set fire to. He became a bright-glowing coal. It was fire that lulled him to sleep, flames that made moan for him. The second she threw in the water, held him under the waves. It was the sea-swell that rocked him, dark ocean that took him. She dug a pit in the woods for the third, laid him to sleep in a grove. His cradle is birch-trees, swaying, they watch over his everlasting sleep. That's what she did with her three baby boys, the three she'd given birth to.