Cut his wretched brother, touched with his "mouth" his relative,
Caused blood to flow, caused foaming blood to bubble forth.
(b.)
Certainly I know the genesis of iron, I guess the origin of steel.
Formerly the winds blew otherwise, formerly storms whistled otherwise,
The heads of birches tore up the ground, young shoots of pine (tore up) the fields.
Then it blew for six years, stormed for seven summers.
The wind broke off the heads of oaks — smashed branching[1] sallows (raita),
Knocked off a hillock from the ground, conveyed it to the sea.
From it an isle was formed by spells upon the clear and open sea.
A lovely wood (is) on the island, a smooth meadow in the
wood,
v. a young girl near the wood,
On this two girls grew up, all three brides.
Well, the maidens walk along to a nameless mead,
Sat with their breasts to the east, with their heads to the south.
They milked their milk upon the ground, their paps' contents upon the mead.
The milk began to flow, flowed over swamps, flowed over lands,
Flowed over sandy fields run wild, flowed into a hillock on a swamp.
Into a honeyed knoll, into the golden turf.
Hence poor iron originated, hence originated and appeared
Within a swamp, on a knoll of earth, on ground of medium height,
Sprouts of iron grew up, the height of a human being's thumb.
Good old Väinämöinen, a soothsayer as old as time,
- ↑ Ruheva [v. ruteva], see Folk-Lore, II (xxii, a, "rutimon raita").
