Translation of the song lyrics Tulkaapa äijät! - Moonsorrow

Tulkaapa äijät! (original)

Tulkaapa äijät, nyt ryypätään kun minun hautajaiseni on
Itse kun tänne kuoppaan suistuin seuraksenne vain taivu en
Kuten sinä, kuten minä, vaikka te taikka me;
Kunhan vain saamme juodaksemme
Hei tulehan ja kuule kuinka iloisesti kilahtaa
Se malja juoka nyt tyhjennämme
Tulkaapa Markus, Mitja, Marko ja Henri
Hilpeät veikot riimukivelle
Kun tässä kerran jo istuttu on niin reilut kännit kiskaiskaamme
Hautakiveeni saa kaivertaa tilaisuus kun siihen on:
«Tässä lepää ja aikaansa viettää juoppolalli verraton.»
Come along fellows, let’s booze all night for it is now my funeral
I just slipped into this grave and can’t keep you company
Just like you as well as me, just like any of us near;
As long as we get to drink our beer
Hey stop by to listen how merrily it clinks
As we raise a chalice to be emptied here
Come now Markus, Mitja, Marko and Henri
The merry men on my burial ground
Now that we1ve sat here for long enough
It would be time to get real drunk
I would be glad if someone carved these honest words on my tombstone:
«Underneath you lies and rests one excellent, unrivalled sot.»

Tulkaapa äijät! (translation)

Come on, guys, let's get drunk when my funeral is
In fact, when I came here to the pit, I just did not bend over
Like you, like me, even you or us;
As long as we get to drink
Hi Come and hear how cheerfully it is
That cup we are now emptying
Come Markus, Mitja, Marko and Henri
Hilarious Veikos for runes
Once we have already sat here, we are so fair
My gravestone may be engraved with the opportunity when there is:
"Here is an incomparable drunkard who spends his time here."
Come along Fellows, let’s booze all night for it is now my Funeral
I just slipped into this grave and can't keep you company
Just like you as well as me, just like any of us near;
As long as we get to drink our beer
Hey stop by to listen how merrily it Clinks
As we raise a Chalice to be emptied here
Come now Markus, Mitja, Marko and Henri
The merry men on my Burial ground
Now that we1ve sat here for long enough
It would be time to get a real drunk
I would be glad if someone carved these honest words on my Tombstone:
"Underneath you lies and rests one excellent, unrivaled sot."