Nousi neitonen norosta,

varsi valkia vedest.

Lehon lemmen liepehilt,

kullaiselta koivikolta.

Lintu lauleli lehossa,

pieni lintu pensahassa.



Tuota toivoili enimmin,

halajaili hartahimmin.

Kullaistansa kulkevaksi,

marjaistansa matkovaksi.



Kullaistansa kuikutteli,

marjaistansa maanitteli.

Katsoi yls tavahalle,

katsoi alas aaltoloille.



Tuota toivoili enimmin,

halajaili hartahimmin.

Kullaistansa kulkevaksi,

marjastansa matkovaksi.



Sulho noin sanoiksi virkki,

vett myten vieritteli.

Niin mie mieltynen sinuhun,

kuin sie suostunet minuhun.



Ompa tietty tietyssni,

mesimarja mielessni.

Lempilintu liitossani,

soriainen suojassani.



Ompa tietty tietyssni,

mesimarja mielessni.

Rose the maiden from the dell,

A straight white sprig from the water,

From the leafy glades of love,

Out of the golden bower.

A bird was singing in the trees,

A little bird in the bushes.



Oh how I long to be there again,

To wander there again.

To walk there with my beloved,

To stroll with my own sweet one.



My sweetheart wandered there,

courting his beloved.

Looked up at the skies above,

Down into the waters.



All the more was she filled with longing,

Looking for her sweetheart.

To walk there with her beloved,

To stroll with her own sweet one.



This was what my sweetheart said

Down there by the water

And I indeed will be yours alone

If you promise to be mine.



His image is fastened in my mind

My sweet one in my memory,

My little bird flies along with me

My dear one under my wing.



His image is fastened in my mind

My sweet one in my memory,