Värttinä — Mataleena song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mataleena" by Värttinä.
Lyrics
Mataleena neito nuori
Neito nuori ja nurja
Sill’on synkkää syämessä
Pahan mennehen maa
Kun ol kolme poikalasta
Kolme lasta laitettu
Kolme kääröä kerällä
Omaksi annettu
Mataleena neito nuori
Neito nuori ja nurja
Sill’on synkkää syämessä
Pahan mennehen muisto
Yhen tuikkasi tulehen
Kekäleeksi valkeaan
Tuli siinä tuuittaapi
Valkea valittaa
Mataleena neito nuori.
Toisen viskasi vetehen
Alle aallon alenti
Laineet lasta liekuttaapi
Meri musta vie
Kaivoi kolmannen kankaalle
Laittoi lehtoon lepäämään
Koivut kehtoo keinuttaapi
Valvoo ikiunta
Kun ol kolme poikalasta
Kolme lasta laaittunna
Mataleena neito nuori…
English translation
Mataleena, that young maid
That bitter and twisted young maid —
Her heart is darkness
A land where nothing came to good
She’d had three baby boys
Three she’d given birth to:
Three swaddled bairns
She’d had for her own
Mataleena, that young maid
Bitter and twisted young maid —
Her heart is darkness
A memory of old evil
One of them she set fire to
He became a bright-glowing coal
It was fire that lulled him to sleep
Flames that made moan for him
The second she threw in the water
Held him under the waves
It was the sea-swell that rocked him
Dark ocean that took him
She dug a pit in the woods for the third
Laid him to sleep in a grove
His cradle is birch-trees, swaying
They watch over his everlasting sleep
That’s what she did with her three baby boys
The three she’d given birth to
Lyrics translation
Low maiden young
Damsel young and mischievous
Sill ' is dark in the deep
Land of evil past
When you're three boys
Three children placed
Three scrolls collecting
Self-given
Low maiden young
Damsel young and mischievous
Sill ' is dark in the deep
Memory of an evil past
And he came to the fire.
To be white
♪ There's a fire ♪
White complains
Low maiden young.
Your second toss in water
Below the wave Alent
The Laines of the child flaming
Sea Black takes you
Dug a third on the canvas
Put him in the Grove to rest
Birches Cradle The Rock
Oversees forever
When you're three boys
Three children tile
Low maiden young…
English translation
Mataleena, that young maid
That bitter and twisted young maid —
Her heart is darkness
A land where nothing comes to good
She'd had three baby boys
Three she'd give birth to:
Three swaddled bairns
She'd had for her own
Mataleena, that young maid
Bitter and twisted young maid —
Her heart is darkness
A memory of old evil
One of them she set fire to
He became a bright-glowing coal
It was fire that promised him to sleep
Flames that made moan for him
The second she came in the water
Hold him under the waves
It was the sea-swell that rocked him
Dark ocean that took him
She dug a pit in the woods for the third
Laid him to sleep in a grove
His cradle is birch-trees, swaying
They watch over his everlasting sleep
That's what she did with her three baby boys
The three she'd given birth to