Veriveljet - Mokoma

Suuta soukemmalle, ei puhuta siit

Arvet syvt irvistvt

Ei avata niit, eik suolaa kannata haavoille kaataa

Eik suotta tikulla vanhoja kaivaa

Kansakunnalla on vuosisatojen muisti

Ja joskus se ulottuu syvemmlle

Aina syyhyn asti

Eik huotraa aio se riisua vyteilt

Eik vuotta anna kulua vihatta

Veli veljens kiroaa

Veli veljen vihaa

Veli veljens unohtaa

Veri veljest mitataan

Veri veljess kiehuu

Veri velaksi lasketaan

Viel ihmettelen eik mikn riit

Onko lapsetkin saatu symn sappea, nauttimaan siit

Eik puolta valitsematta voi el Eik huolta voi kantaa sen sijaan

Shut up, don't talk about it

The bill grew deeply

Do not open them, and it is not worth pouring salt on the wounds

Don't bite old ones with a stick

The nation has centuries of memory

And sometimes it goes deeper

All the way to the cause

I'm not going to take the scabbard off my belt

Let the years go by without anger

My brother curses

Brother hates anger

Brother forgets

The blood of the brother is measured

The brother's blood is boiling

Blood is counted as debt

I still wonder if there is enough

Have the children got symn bile, to enjoy it

It is not possible to choose the side without el