| Olen sündinud Raudna savisest silmast
| I was born with the clay eye of Raudna
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| Ja Võrtsjärve karedast liivast
| And the rough sand of Lake Võrtsjärv
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| On saanud mu silmad ja süda
| It's got my eyes and heart
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| Mu kodu on hiiede ootavais öödes
| My home is in the waiting nights
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| On neidude kirivais vöödes
| There are girls in different belts
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| Ja Võhandu ürgvanas üsas
| And in the ancient womb of Võhandu
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| Olen Kuusalu kiviste aedade paas
| I am a passerby of the rocky gardens of Kuusalu
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| Ja Karula kohisev laas
| And Karula's roaring laziness
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| Valma vanade veeteede tarkus
| The wisdom of the old waterways
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| Mu süda on paatide tumedas tõrvas
| My heart is in the dark tar of boats
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| Ja põldude rõkkavas rügas
| And in the thickets of the fields
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| Olen kalmete kõmisev vaikus
| I am the roaring silence of the graves
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| See on see maa
| This is this land
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| Mis tarmu toob hinge
| What energy brings the soul
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| See on see maa
| This is this land
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| Mu viljade ait
| My fruit barn
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| See on see maa
| This is this land
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| Kus selg seisab sirge
| Where the back is straight
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| Mu kodu, mu süda, mu isade paik | My home, my heart, the place of my fathers |