Poika tuhman Tuuliaisen
In the SKVR edition: Kellovaara. Lönnrot A II 9, n. 5. - 1835. Moarie, Latvajärven Arhipan sisar.
SKVR textEnglish
1Poika tuhman Tuuliaisen,Son of dark Tuuliainen,
2Lapsi köyhän KeiretyisenChild of poor Keiretyinen,
3Läksi viemäh vetoja,Set out to collect dues,
4Maan rahoja maksamah.To pay the land's coins.
5Ajoa karetteleviHe drove the cart along,
6Selvällä meren selällä.On the calm sea's expanse.
7Neiti vastahan tulevi,A maiden came to meet him,
8Kassa kulta kaalelevi:Her golden face glowing:
9"Tule, neiti, korjahani,"Come, maiden, to my sleigh,
10Hyvä lahja laitohoni!"A good gift to my storehouse!"
11Neiti suksilta sanovi,*The maiden from her skis spoke,
12Hiihtimilta hiuoapi:*From her gliding hissed:*
13"Surma tulko korjahasi,"Let death enter your sleigh,
14Mana matkalaiseksi!"Cursed be the traveler!"
15Niin hänThus he
16Poika tuhman TuuliaisenSon of dark Tuuliainen,
17Avasi parahan arkun,Opened the finest chest,
18Kirjo kannen kimmahutti.Snapped the painted lid open.
19Katselevi, käänteleviLooked through, turned over
20Kultasuita kukkaroita,Gold-stitched purses,
21Veitsiä hopepäitä.Silver-hilted knives.
22Niin meni rekehen neiti,So the maiden entered the sleigh,
23Korjah kohentelekse.Adjusted the sleigh's load.
24Itse noin sanoiksi virkkiHe himself spoke these words:
25Poika tuhman Tuuliaisen:Son of dark Tuuliainen:
26"Oletko sukua suurta?""Are you of great lineage?"
27"Enk' ole suurta, enkä pientä,"Neither great nor small,
28Olen kerran keskimäistä,I am of middle standing,
29Tytär tyhjän Tuuliaisen,Daughter of empty Tuuliainen,
30Lapsi köyhän Keiretyisen.Child of poor Keiretyinen."
31Niin hän korjasta kohosi.Then she rose from the sleigh,
32"Voi polosen päiviäni!"Oh my wretched days!
33Makasin emoni lapsenI lay with my mother's child
34Selvällä meren selällä."On the calm sea's expanse."
35Hyppäsi hyvän selälle,She jumped on the good steed's back,
36Hyvän laukin lautasille,Onto the gelding's planks,
37Veitsen länkensä levitti,Spread the knife's blade wide,
38Rauoin rahno rahkehensa.Bridled the horse's gear.
39Ajo maam̄onsa pihalle,Rode to his homestead's yard,
40Tahi taaton tanhuolle.Or to father's field.
41"Voi emoni kantajani,"Oh my mother who bore me,
42Säästä säkkihin evästä,Save provisions in sacks,
43Pane voita vakkasehen!Put butter in the bushel!
44Lähen töitäni pakohon,I flee from my duties,
45Pillojani piilemähän."To hide my joys away."
46"Männös tuonne poikani,"Go yonder, my son,
47Nouse koivuksi norolle!"Become a birch in the marsh!"
48"Usein noronen koivu"Often the marsh birch
49Hakatahan halkoloiksi,Is chopped for firewood,
50Varvut pannah vastahiksi.Shoots used as poles.
51Usein mäkinen mäntyOften the hill pine
52Riihipuiksi ripsutah.Is sawn into barn beams.
53Havuksiki hakatahan."Chopped for pine needles too."
54Mene tuonne piilemähänGo hide yonder
55Vaino vuonna voimatonna."In powerless years of strife."
56Niin veti venon vesille,So he launched the boat to water,
57Laski laivan lainnehille,Set the ship on billows.
58Niin on nosti purjehia,Then he raised the sails
59Kun on mäntyjä mäellä;As pines on a hillside;
60Itse istu perähän.Himself sat at the stern.
61Laskevi sinistä mertaSailed the blue sea
62Saareh selällisehe,To an island's broad back,
63Mantereh puuttomah.To a treeless mainland.
64Sano tuonue saatuohon:Said to the brought maiden:
65"Onko soarella sioa,"Is there on the island shelter,
66Moata saaren manterella,Earth on the island's mainland,
67Missä piillä pillomuksen,Where to hide my shame,
68Paeta pahoin tekiän?"Flee this evildoer?"
69Mi on soaren impilöitä,What of the island's maidens,
70Mi soaren neitosia,The island's virgins?
71Kaikki vastah tulovi,All came against him,
72Niin veetäh venonen maalle.So the boat was brought ashore.
73Kävi 10 kyleä,He sought a village,
74Kylä puolen 10.The village's side,
75Ei löynnyt sitä kyleä,Found no such village,
76Niin hän laivaha lasekse,So the ship like glass
77Alaseh astelekse.Stepped down below.
78Sini itki saaren immetBlue wept the island's maidens
79Rauta hanka haimentaa.Iron on cheek and chin.
80Itse noin sanottanehe,When this was said,
81Niin hään sanovi sieltä:Then she spoke from there:
82"En mä ite soaren maita,"I myself don't want the island's lands,
83Hieta harjua halaja."Nor the sandy ridges desire."
English translations by DeepSeek R1, provided by Lidia Pivovarova (University of Helsinki). AI-generated translations may contain inaccuracies.
The text is that of the SKVR digital edition of the Finnish Literature Society (SKS), with these changes:
- The editors’ signs inside the verses ([ ], ⌈ ⌉, *, [!], [?]) are left out, as in the poem reader; the letters they enclose are kept.
- The edition’s line numbers are replaced by a number on every verse, counted as in the poem reader.
- The editors’ notes, and the marks in the verses that point to them, are left out; they can be read at SKS.
Source
Text: SKVR (Suomen Kansan Vanhat Runot), the digital edition of the Finnish Literature Society (SKS), licensed under CC BY 4.0.
Permanent address of this poem at SKS: http://urn.fi/urn:nbn:fi:sks-kvr-001122 · Read at SKS ↗
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