trans. A. Jokinen
Oh, Finland look, it is your day that’s dawning,
The threat of night is banishèd away;
The morning birds do trumpet in the brightness,
As if the heavens themselves did play;
Night’s powers are conquered by the morning’s lightness,
Your day is dawning, oh birthland mine.
Oh raise, oh Finland, oh raise up on high
Your head that’s crowned with deeds of bravery;
Oh rise up Finland, all the world doth know
How you have banishèd slavery;
You bent not under the oppressor’s throw
Your day has dawnèd, oh birthland mine.