In all this life,
While the golden moon shines, 360
From there, from the homes of Tuoni,
From the eternal dwellings of Mana.
Prudent old Wäinämöinen
Spoke a word, thus uttered:
‘Can my doom have already come, 365
The day of misfortune have lighted on my head,
In these dwellings of Tuonela,
In the abodes of Manala.’