Olis mulla poika sulle
hiukan sanomista
Sen mie kuiskin kahen kesken,
jos se on mahollista
Tokkopa tohit miule tulla
talonpitjksi,
pienen mkin iloksi
ja karjanhoitajaksi
"Tumala, tumala, tumala ko kolena
tumala, tumala kolena"
Hiukan se mkki ahdas lie,
ja tiekin on pitknlainen,
silti se meijt yhteen vie,
vaikk onkin vajavainen
Tumala
En oo koskaan rouvastellu
lankkisaappahissa,
vaan tallustelu virsuissa, ja
sarkavaattehissa
En oo ptin kammannu,
en liikoja silitelly
En oo liioin muita poikii
viereen vikitelly
Tumala
Mull on lehmt nutipit,
sarvekas on mulli,
lv tysi lampaita, ja
pssin nimi Julli
Sika sek porsaita,
ja pari vasikoita
Eik syki sydmesi
aatellessa noita?
Tumala
Jollet s usko sanojain,
ja sydnts et anna,
itsepp sitten mullit sytn,
el huolta kanna
Tumala
Come here boy and listen to me,
There's something I want to tell you
I'll whisper it when we're alone,
If only you will let me
How about if you came to me
To be master of the household,
Bringing joy to my little cottage,
And looking after the cattle?
Tumala, tumala, tumala ko kolena,
tumala, tumala kolena
The cottage may be a little small,
And the road is long and weary,
It will nevertheless bring us together again
Poor though I am and lowly
Tumala
You'll never catch me preening myself
In brigthly polished boots
For I go my way in birch-bark slippers
And clothes of simple cloth
You'll never catch me combing my hair
and seldom find me stroking it,-aca