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- As the years passed Väinämöinen
- Recognized his waning powers,
- Empty-handed, heavy-hearted,
- Sang his farewell song to Northland,
- To the people of Vainola;
- (More literally:
- Then Väinämöinen was angry and ashamed; he went to the seashore and sang for the last time…)
- Sang himself a boat of copper,
- Beautiful his bark of magic;
- At the helm sat the magician,
- Sat the ancient wisdom-singer.
- Westward, westward, sailed the hero
- O'er the blue-back of the waters,
- Singing as he left Vainola,
- This his plaintive song and echo:
- "Suns may rise and set in Suomi,
- Rise and set for generations,
- When the North will learn my teachings,
- Will recall my wisdom-sayings,
- Hungry for the true religion.
- Then will Suomi need my coming,
- Watch for me at dawn of morning,
- That I may bring back the Sampo,
- Bring anew the harp of joyance,
- Bring again the golden moonlight,
- Bring again the silver sunshine,
- Peace and plenty to the Northland."
- Thus the ancient Väinämöinen,
- In his copper-banded vessel,
- Left his tribe in Kalevala,
- Sailing o'er the rolling billows,
- Sailing through the azure vapours,
- Sailing through the dusk of evening,
- Sailing to the fiery sunset,
- To the higher-landed regions,
- To the lower verge of heaven;
- Quickly gained the far horizon,
- Gained the purple-coloured harbour.
- There his bark be firmly anchored,
- Rested in his boat of copper;
- But he left his harp of magic,
- Left his songs and wisdom-sayings,
- To the lasting joy of Suomi.
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