Bear Hunt Song

Among the [bad word] trees
In the springtime
We're hunting a bear
We're chasing a big one

We're waiting around it's nest
We're lurking at it's front door
We're sharpening our spears
We're testing our weapons

The savage one tried to escape
The king of the forest raged out
The bear went down as a king
Impaled by alder stakes

Now we're having the feast
Remembering the forest's king
We make sacrifice to Ukko
And we worship his son