She is gone today With the deepest waters May the sea now clear her way Water is her guide in joy or sorrow Fishes her pride Shells her friends, perch her sister In depth I see her face Shining in cold sea, in waters embrace Scales of beauty lingers a while and went away Save my day, swim to my net "I'm not a fish to come to your trap Not the whitefish for the fisher. Oh, you poor old man, I'm the sister of young Joukahainen" "You won't have the maid of waters of Vellamo, Only child of glade