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Forge thyself a golden ploughshare,

Forge the beam and mail of silver.

And then with ease

Thou can plough the field of serpents,

Plough the field of hissing vipers

-plough the soil of evil Hisi!

I’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,

Hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent

— vilest thing of God’s create

Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator

-this is thine origin!

Serpents there of every species,

Lempo furrowed it with the white horses

And his ploughshare!

With a beam of flaming iron!

Never since has a northern hero

Brought this field to cultivation.

I’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,

Hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent

— vilest thing of god’s create

Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator

-this is thine origin!

Get thee hence, thou loathsome monster,

Clear the pathway of this hero!

I’ll hunt thine ancient mother of evil,

Hunt thine origin, o hissing serpent

— vilest thing of God’s create

Syöjätär, ancient mother, thy creator

-this is thine origin!

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