Dance Song
Yrjö Henrik Kilpinen
Bind around your head
the full crown of roses!
Put on your apron, bare girl,
and come with me to dance!
The moon greets through the branches,
The linden tree shivers lightly;
the fiddle is sounding and singing
brightly through the night.
We dance the dance
with exuberant steps:
both our hearts jump
joyfully to the beat.