Sankarihauta

<br>Saapui h&amp;auml;n keskelle h&amp;auml;vityksen<br>kyl&amp;auml;&amp;auml;n ammoin niin rauhaisaan.<br>Katot hehkuivat v&amp;auml;reiss&amp;auml; liekkien<br>ja veri rakkaiden peitti maan.<br><br>Vihan nostatti ja kiiri taivaisiin.<br>Niin moni lieni jo tiell&amp;auml; tuonelaan<br>vaan he viel` ei veisi h&amp;auml;nt&amp;auml; mukanaan.<br><br>Vaik` joukkonsa h&amp;auml;n kokosi liki ly&amp;ouml;dyist&amp;auml;,<br>yksin raivonsa vavahdutti julmaa vastusta.<br>Kai satakunta ruumista h&amp;auml;n polki allensa,<br>armoa ken sai kohtas` vain kirveen kaulalla.<br><br>&amp;quot;Miekanter&amp;auml;t vapauttakaa,<br>kostuttakaa kylm&amp;auml;&amp;auml; rautaa!<br>Suokaa heille vihastanne,<br>hukuttakaa hurmeen virtaan!&amp;quot;<br><br>&amp;quot;Kilpien taa piiloutukaa,<br>pelkurit jo per&amp;auml;&amp;auml;ntyk&amp;auml;&amp;auml;!<br>Ohitsemme jos mielitte<br>viimeinenkin hautaan saattakaa!&amp;quot;<br><br>Harvatpa kertomaan s&amp;auml;&amp;auml;styiv&amp;auml;t,<br>siksi veri yltyi virtaamaan.<br>Niin vain aika koitti my&amp;ouml;s sankarin<br>kirjailtu miekka kourassaan<br>(vaan mies taipumaton veljet rinnallaan<br>tarustoissa el&amp;auml;&amp;auml; ainiaan).<br><br>[English translation:]<br><br>[WARRIOR`S GRAVE]<br><br>Amongst such ravage he arrived,<br>to a village once so calm.<br>Rooftops glowing the colours of flame<br>and the blood of the beloved on the ground.<br><br>Such anger did it raise to echo through all skies.<br>To beyond so many may have travelled<br>but not yet they were to take him along.<br><br>`though gathering his forces from those nearly defeated,<br>alone it was his rage that shook the cruel enemy.<br>Hundreds of corpses he trampled underfoot,<br>his axe on their necks as a display of mercy.<br><br>&amp;quot;Blades of your swords shall be set free,<br>iron so cold shall now redden!<br>Grant them a glimpse of your hatred,<br>drown them into the streams of gore!&amp;quot;<br><br>&amp;quot;Behind your shields you shall now hide,<br>all you cowards better flee!<br>Should you past us desire to walk,<br>our last man standing you must strike to the ground!&amp;quot;<br><br>Very few were spared to tell this story,<br>so immensely the blood took to flowing.<br>And so the time of the warrior did come<br>with an embroided blade in its hand<br>(but a man unyielding with his brothers by his side<br>as a legend he lives forever).