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