Creation from The Kalevala
Now the time passed quickly over,And the years rolled quickly onward,In the new sun’s shining lustre,In the new moon’s softer beaming.Still the Water-Mother floated,Water-Mother, maid aerial,Ever on the peaceful waters,On the billows’ foamy surface,With the moving waves before her,And the heaven serene behind her. When the ninth year had passed over,And the summer tenth was […]