Lyrics & translations of Pihasoittajat

Sleep, little boy
Sleep in your cradle
Your mother tends to you
rocks you into sleep
Sleep, you down of grass
Sleep in your cradle
Like a water lily
so pure and innocent

Sandman will take you
to the land of dreams
row my child in his boat
to the Land

The door opens wide – every head turns round to stare
He steps inside with raindrops on his hair
A grey old man with legs a-limping, he finds himself a chair
Then he lifts a fiddle and bow with gentle care

And just like sunlight out of the rain, old man fiddle’s come to play ag