Long, long ago, in my girlhood
I went berrying, berry picking on a hillside.
Out in the cloudberries, raspberries
There I heard the Moonmaid sigh.

Daughter of the Moon, she sat to weaving
And her sister sun, bright, Sunsister spinning
In the far blue, the blue woodland
There I saw blue dresses of the eternities.

Anna Kuutar, kultiasi
Pá¤ivá¤tá¤r hopeitasi
O how softly, how softly,
I stepped into the blue, stepped into the blue woodland
Whispering these words I've kept in secret
Kept in secret but I now repeat to you.

Anna Kuutar, kultiasi
Pá¤ivá¤tá¤r hopeitasi
(Give me good Moonmaid of your gold
Give sweet Sunlight your silver stole)
Wrap me around in your bright arms
Give good Moon what this child desires.

Gold on my brown and sleeves of silver
I came to my homegates, I came home then like a flower
Wearing the moonlight, the sunlight,
The very sky above, gifts of light and love and power.

Wore them one day, then another
Seven blue dresses, six golden girdles wait you
As a joy to father's farmyard
This I have kept for you, all from that distant girlhood
But already on the third day
Clang the richest locker up, you behold the moon.
Took the gold from off my forehead
And I saved it all for you my daughter.

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