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Pike

A pike will take me to the netherworld,
Will carry me to the underworld1
 
Where the depth is fathoms,
Water many meters deep
There’s a wolf in the water,2
A fire eater at the end of a strait3
 
Pike spawns when it’s cold,
When there’s still frost
Its bowels mean death
If you end up in its stomach4
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,5
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head6
The origin of music from your jaw,7
My good desires from your teeth
 
Toothy pike, don’t you yell,
Don’t you curse much
Go away, you fish trap,
Because of your gruff tongues
 
Come back from the underworld,
Come from there to wells’ water
There you can eat frogs,
Keep the water clean8
 
Many pikes have eaten a sampo9
Even if they haven’t been found10
Many have disappeared, yes,
Maybe they have been digested
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 
Water’s wolf, in holy water,
Peatland’s dog in earth’s underworld
Create music, your jaw plays,
Fire from your snout
 
”There the greedy eater shut it,
Put the fleeting life
In the bowels of the pike,
In the twisting guts”
 
I read my life from your bones,
My days from your head
The origin of music from your jaw,
My good desires from your teeth
 
  • 1. Pikes are associated with death in the Finnish mythology. It was believed that they could swim between the worlds of the living and the dead. However, if a pike was asked to take a soul to the underworld while the person was still alive, it might cause them to get critically ill. Basically that was one way to curse a person.
  • 2. Wolf and dog were common ways to call a pike because of its appearance and behaviour.
  • 3. A pike gave fire to the humans in some stories. A fire fell from the sky, and a small fish swallowed it, then a bigger fish ate that fish, and finally a pike ate the bigger fish. Then humans captured the pike and managed to get the fire from the fishes' stomach.
  • 4. Sometimes a dead person could end up in a pike's bowel (which may have been a part of the underworld) for some reason. That was really bad, because the soul was then stuck there, and couldn't be contacted in any way anymore. Even a seer (or 'a wise man') couldn't get anyone out of there and was in danger of getting stuck there, too, if he tried to contact a soul there.
  • 5. Pikes are said to be greedy and to eat many smaller fishes.
  • 6. Pikes' bones were important in magic rites and rituals, especially the bones of the head.
  • 7. Besides fire, a pike also gave humans music, or playing (an instrument). Väinämöinen famously made a magical kantele (a traditional plucked string instrument) from a giant pike's jawbone.
  • 8. Some people put a pike in a well and there it would eat animals - like frogs - which fell there, thus keeping the well clean.
  • 9. A magical artifact which can create riches out of thin air. There have probably been different ones, but in Kalevala it makes gold, flour, and salt.
  • 10. in the pikes' bowels


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