Only short time to us allowed before the urn Like flames of solstice the let us burn Skyhigh let us be in the fire ascending Earth stays below, the spirit heavenwards tending Ukko, you mightiest of all To you we raise our toasts To unite you with all our living With all our dead once more Fare now forth The rune-might is drawn Strike in the wilderness Hammer in the woods Ruler of the rain Master of winds Fare now forth Ukonvasara And when the seeds have been sown in the spring To the ashes of our past slept kin We raise our chalices to embrace your might Galdrs shall be heard spiraling towards the skies Ukko, you mightiest of all Old man of the sky High above the clouds you dwell In the center of the sky