Curly pine-trees stand on slopes
Making narrow site at the border
Meet us Suomi-beauty
Decorated with transparent lakes
Tanks are crashing through the forests
Planes barraging in the sky
Low autumn sun
Is shining on our bayonets
We are used to victories
And again we are at fight
Under the red star
We go by the roads of our grandfathers
Lots of lies were told during these years
To fool the Finnish people.
But now please open to us
Your wide gates
Clowns and papergreasers would not
Fool you any more
Too often your Motherland was taken from you
We came to return it to you
We are coming to help you to punish
To return back your disgrace manyfolded
Meet us Suomi-beauty
Decorated with transparent lakes