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, Kalervo’s offspring,

He, the youth with blue-dyed stockings,

And with yellow hair the finest,

And with shoes of finest leather,

Hurried quickly on his journey

From the home of Ilmarinen,

Ere report could reach the master

Of the death his wife had suffered,

And might harm him in his anger,

And he might at once destroy him.

From the smith he hurried piping,

Joyful left the lands of Ilma,

On the heath his horn blew loudly,

Shouted loudly in the clearing,

And he dashed through plains and marshes,

While the heath re-echoed loudly,

And his horn kept loudly blowing,

And made horrible rejoicing.

In the smithy did they hear it,

At the forge the smith was standing,

To the lane he went to listen,

To the yard to look around him,

Who was playing in the forest,

And upon the heath was piping.

Then he saw what just had happened,

Saw the truth without deception,