Wiru-Akka
Far above the timberline In the barren polar night Burns the holy beaivi sign With a sympathetic light Seven furies trumpeting Sami francy conjuring Sulphur fuming summoning Salve! Salve! Emerging from the woods below Where death and threats are rife A silhouette against the snow With antlers, wings and knife A bright reflection in the ice: Her wreath of the altar log Whispering demagogue Salve! Salve, Regina! Ad te clammaus, ad te suspiramus Gementes et flentes in hac lacrimarum valle Entrance to the vaults of Hades Enchanting, secret, villainous Essence of the wilderness Salve, Wiru-Akka! Above the ground it will unfold And shine upon our tears Spewing forth a ray of gold Out of immortal spheres
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Mar 29, 2026