composer: Matti Jurva, lyrics: Tatu Pekkarinen

Finlandia, Finlandia,
sinne taas matkalla oli Iivana.
Kun Molotoffi lupas: "Juu kaikki harosii,
huomenna jo Helsingissä syödään marosii".
Njet Molotoff, njet Molotoff,
valehtelit enemmän kuin itse Bobrikov.

Finlandia, Finlandia,
Mannerheimin linja oli vastus ankara.
Kun Karjalasta alkoi hirmu tulitus,
niin loppui monen Iivanan puhepulistus.
Njet Molotoff...

Finlandia, Finlandia,
sitä pelkää voittamaton Puna-armeija.
Ja Molotoffi sanoi että: "Katsos tshjort vozmi,
tsuhna aikoo käydä meitä kraivelista kii".
Njet Molotoff...

Uralin taa, Uralin taa,
siellä onpi Molotoffin torpan maa.
Sinne pääsee Stalinit ja muutkin huijarit,
politrukit, komissaarit ja petroskoijarit.
Njet Molotoff...

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Finlandia, Finlandia,
there was Ivan heading again.
And Molotoff promised: "Yes everything will go fine,
tomorrow we'll be eating ice-cream in Helsinki".
No Molotoff, no Molotoff,
you told more lies than Bobrikov himself.

Finlandia, Finlandia,
Mannerheim's line was a harsh obstacle.
When artillery began firing from Carelia,
many Ivans were left wordless.
No Molotoff...

Finlandia, Finlandia,
the invincible Red Army is afraid of it.
And Molotoff said: "Well look at that,
the tsuhnas are coming at our throats!"
No Molotoff...

Behind the Urals, behind the Urals,
is the cottage of Molotoff.
Stalin visits there often, other cheaters too,
including politruks, comissars and petroskoijars.
No Molotoff...

(The term "tsuhna" in this song was used by Russian soldiers as a mocking name for Finnish soldiers.)