Women of the VocalEssence Ensemble Singers

Tulatullallaa, the boy’s cheeks are full of a bun.
Come over, we might or might not give you some warm bread.
Come through the door, not from a corner and don’t you dare lean over me.
Come in the evening – you’ll be safe and I’ll hold you in my arms.
—Finnish folk song, translated by Eeva Savolainen