human
Here am I, for sailing ready, But, O wretched one, rejected. 10 Ahti rows not forth to battle, For the space of sixty summers, Neither for the lust of silver, Or if need of gold should drive him.
gpt
Care thou not, O deck of pinewood, Nor lament, O timber-sided. 20 Thou once more shalt go to battle, And shalt mingle in the combat, Shalt again be filled with warriors, Ere to-morrow shall be ended.
human
Do not weep for me, O mother, Nor lament, thou aged woman, If I once again must wander, And again must go to battle; 30 For my mind resolve has taken, And a plan my brain has seized on, To destroy the folk of Pohja, And revenge me on the scoundrels.
gpt
Do not go, my son, my dearest, Thus 'gainst Pohjola to combat! There perchance might death o'ercome thee, And destruction fall upon thee.
human
Well is Tiera known unto me, Well with Kuura I'm acquainted, 50 He will be a second hero, He's a hero and a swordsman, He will join in Ahti's battle, And with all his strength will aid me.
gpt
O my Tiera, faithful comrade, Of my friends most loved and dearest, 60 Thinkest thou on days departed, On the life we lived aforetime, When we wandered forth together, To the fields of mighty battles? There was not a single village Where ten houses were not numbered, There was none among the houses, Where ten heroes were not living, There was none among the heroes, Not a man, however valiant, 70 None who did not fall before us, By us twain who was not slaughtered.