Pohjola [English translation]

O nature glorious of Pohjanmaa!

When will I see her again?

When will I see on a summer night

the sky, braced with a bright light?

When will I see on the waves of the lake

the glow of light, to know I had not dreamt?

When will I see the north?

The peaks of her fells

are grand, high and beautiful

Surely still the rapids flow

certainly the streams still draw

deep crevasses in the ground?

Does the sea still not

wash its waves on our shores?

Did you not hear the song of the storm?

When, when will I see again

the new might of the winter land

The charm of snowy grounds

black forests and grim trees

The dim burn of the northern light

in Pohjanmaa a familiar sight

Is not all where it should be?

Surely the folk living there

are still as strong as they once were?

When will I see the north?

A hardy people, most ancient

stood the test of manhood,

Skid on the fells, traversed the sea

surely the same they will be?

In times of war, certainly

They would give their lives happily

For the good of the fatherland

When, when will I see it again?

The north, my land

Bottomless, my longing

Polaris, be my guide

• Artist:Ensiferum
• Album:Unsung Heroes (2012)