[Morrin]

UKKO

Oh, Ukko, You mightiest of all!
To You we are drinking this sacred toast, brewed from your corn.
To You, our father, we are drinking to unite You with all the living and all our dead.
Ukko, You are the mightiest of all,old man of the sky.
Accept these riches in the vakka.
We give them to You as we know You shall give us plenty.
The seed has been sown.
Now raise the cloud, bring the rain.
In rain You come, in thunder we hear the strikes of your golden club when You thresh in your fiery drying-house.
Above the clouds You dwell, in the center of the sky, ruler of the rain and winds.
We seek Your help in despair and danger.
Our hunters seek Your help.
You can raise the game, You can bring the bear to us, as a gift from You.
And for your help, the wives giving birth cry out.

Jesus christ! I hope crusades never reached finland. That is heavy shit!