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Tina Vieri

Tina vieri, tenka vieri,
raha vieri, rauta vieri,
mie viel enemmän vierin
vierin maille vierahille
kuss ei lennä meiän linnut
harvoin lentävät harakat
miss ei muut miuista tunne
minä muita tunnustelen
varpa vaari mie vapisin
lehti vieri mie lekatin
varpa vaari mie vapisin
lehti vieri mie lekatin Tina vieri …. (bis)


Kiun miun tietäisi esoni
arvajaisi miun evoni
tulis tuolta tuonelasta
tallojaisi taivahasta
tulis tuolta tuonelasta
laittamahan lastanjansa
en sitten emoa nähnyt
kuin lie kirstu kiinni pantu
tinanauloilla tikattu
vaskinauloilla nakattu
tinanauloilla tikattu
vaskinauloilla nakattu

Kuutani minä kumarsin
paistoi kerran kirkkahasti

sulata tinaiset naulat
vaskinaulat hellittele
sulata tinaiset naulat
vaskinaulat hellittele

päältä ehtoisen emoni
päältä ehtoisen emoni

sulata tinaiset naulat
vaskinaulat hellittele

Lyrics: Trad. arr. S. Kurki-Suonio Music: S. Kurki-Suonio


Tinkling Roll the Tinbits

Tinkling roll the tiny tinbits
tinkling rolls the piece of iron
tipping tumbling I rolled onwards
forwards into foreign countries
where the birds for me are unknown
even crows sound unlike at home
No one knows a thing about me
but of others all can I see
Twiglets quivered and I trembled
leaflets flitted, I was shaken.
Twiglets quivered and I trembled
leaflets flitted, I was shaken.


Oh but would my mother know it
would my famous father quess it
would come forth from Land of Shadows
and step down from highest heavens
would come forth from Land of Shadows
bringing aid to his own daughter
Oh I have not seen my mother
since they closed the wooden casket
since they sealed the lid with tin nails
fastened it with spikes of copper.
since they sealed the lid with tin nails
fastened it with spikes of copper.

I bowed prayers to the full moon
as it once looked down ashimmer

Melt the tin nails from her coffin
loosen those of gleaming copper
Melt the tin nails from her coffin
loosen those of gleaming copper

from the casket of my mother
from the casket of my mother

melt the tin nails from her coffin
loosen spikes of gleaming copper.

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