Latvian mythology

Kā lācīši man zirdziņi, Kā ozoli arājiņi;	As bears are my horses, as oaks the ploughmen;
Kā šūniņa man maizīite, Kā bitīite cepējiņa.	As honeycomb my bread, as a bee my baker of bread.
Es nelaužu liepas zaru, Es jau pati liepa biju;	I don’t break the linden branch; I was linden myself.
Ozoliņa zaru lauzu, Man vajaga arājiņu.	I broke the oak branch; I need a ploughman.