"To trade we travelled to the Baltic shores, Although the wreck has made this goal in vain -Our God we thank, whose mercy is our cause- And here my people helpless must remain, Until a German ship the way is shown. Thus, with a leader now I wish to meet." In welcome Kangars spoke: "Your goal is known. Fear not-your God's new presence here I greet." "Although we do not trust each other's mind, In mighty Kaupa's castle, that lies near, Your welcome message fertile soil will find! But rest today with me, cast off your fear, Although the Baltic gods are mighty too!"- Here Spidala rose up and joined the round; They talked at length of many topics new, Until the way to friendship deep was found. Scene 2: The Estonian War Bearslayer goes to war against Kalapuisis The years passed by in peaceful Baltic lands: Great changes came and much Bearslayer learned. From Burtnieks he heard of warriors' fame, And with Koknesis knightly wisdom earned. Bearslayer read the ancient books with greed.- They opened up deep knowledge well-springs clear, That told of worldly life and human need; Rest at the end, eternal spirits near. The talisman that on his hat he wore Stayed by him and surprising fortune brought, When "Staburadze's maid" he met once more, The fair Laimdota, daughter of the court. For noble goals, in her he reason found, For toiling too for Burtnieks the lord. And in his heart love flared beyond all bound, While in Laimdota too her spirit soared. They often met, and in the evenings' glow Together walked upon the lakeside shore. She told him of a castle sunk below, And tales about the Burtnieks of yore.- To win the maiden's hand Bearslayer sought, But from the hills the message came in haste, That Kalapuisis great havoc wrought, By striking down the folk and laying waste. Fear seized them all, for none could hope to stand, Who in the hills should face the giant's might. Old Burtnieks sent news across the land: The hero who could save them from this plight Might claim as bounty any wish he made, Laimdota's hand, if even that he chose. Bearslayer then from Burtnieks leave prayed, And with Koknesis sought to face the foes. Old Burtnieks refused their wish at length, Moved by the danger they would surely face, But, knowing well the measure of their strength, At last he gave his blessing with good grace.- Soon, riding dashing colts, with sword in hand, Into the hills they went to right the wrong; Sent forth as saviours in the field to stand, By youths and maidens and the sound of song. Halfway they met swift riders seeking aid; To Burtnieks a message grim they brought: Estonian foes had made a border raid, And burned and killed, and thus his help they sought. They asked for aid from Burtnieks's Lord, And knew that his agreement would be found; If they should fight against Estonia's horde, To send his men he was by honour bound.