Olis pit(t)äänt miun poloisen
In the SKVR edition: [Moloskovitsa - Tyrö]. Törneroos ja Tallqvist. n. 27. 1859.
SKVR textEnglish
1Olis pit(t)äänt miun poloisenIt should have been for me, the poor wretch,
2Syntymättä, kasvamatta!Not to be born, not to grow!
3Kun mie nousin nuorukkainen,When I rose as a youth,
4Kasvoin putki puita myöten,I grew straight along the trees,
5Vahteri ves(s)aa myöten.The maple along the saplings.
6Olen mie iässä vierahassa,I am in a foreign age,
7Elossa emottomassa,Alive in motherlessness,
8Kaikki on vieraat miulle,All are strangers to me,
9Kaikk' valjut vastaheni,All bright ones my counterparts,
10Tunkiat tukkaseeni.Thrust into my hair.
11Ei oo miulle sitä sis(s)oo,There is no kin for me,
12Ehtoist' emoisen lasta,Of the mother’s evening child,
13Kell' mie haastaisin haluni,To whom I’d speak my desires,
14Kell' mie virkkaisin viluni,To whom I’d tell my grievances,
15Sanoisin sulat sannain,*I’d say sweet words,
16Panisin pakko päiviäin.*I’d bind my days with force.*
17Kun kerran keso tulloo,When summer comes once,
18Soreainen Suntak-päivä,The festive Sunday,
19Menen metsähän kesolla,I go into the summer forest,
20Haastan noille, haastan näille,I speak to those, speak to these,
21Haastan puille, haastan maille,Speak to trees, speak to lands,
22Puhellen Jumalan puille,Speaking to God’s trees,
23Haastan kylmille kiville,Speak to cold stones,
24Haastan haavan lehtosill',Speak to aspen groves,
25Paukutan pajun vesoille;Knock on willow shoots;
26Nuo ei kehu kellekkään,They tell no one,
27Nuo ei virka vierahille.They speak not to strangers.
28Mitä tehneen mie poloinenWhat should I, the wretch, do
29Tämän suuren huolen kanssaWith this great worry
30Ja mustan murehen kanssa!And black sorrow!
31Vain vajonen valkiahan,Just sink into whiteness,
32Vain tunkenen tulehen?Just thrust into fire?
33En oo musta luonnon musta,I’m not black by nature’s black,
34En oo musta emon tekemä,Not made black by mother;
35En oo musta pesemä tyttö,Not a girl washed black,
36En oo mustunut munassaNot blackened in an egg,
37Enkä paistissa palannut;Nor burned in roasting;
38Mie olen musta murhettain.I am black from sorrow.
39En oo hoikka luonnon hoikka,I’m not slender by nature’s slenderness,
40En oo hoikka emon tekemä;Not made slender by mother;
41Mie olen hoikka huoliain.I am slender from worries.
42En oo kaita luonnon kaita,I’m not gaunt by nature’s gauntness,
43En oo kaita emon tekemä;Not made gaunt by mother;
44Mie olen kaita kaiho(i)jain.I am gaunt from longing.
45Huoli hoikaksi vetää,Worry pulls to slenderness,
46Murhe muita mustemmaks',Sorrow others blacker,
47Kaiho muita kaihemmaks'.Longing others keener.
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-012613 · Read at SKS ↗
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