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BRAHMS'
LULLABY
(click
to hear midi file)
Lullaby,
and good night,
With
pink roses bedight,
With
lilies o'erspread,
Is
my baby's sweet head.
Lay
you down now, and rest,
May
your slumber be blessed!
Lay
you down now, and rest,
May
thy slumber be blessed!
Lullaby,
and good night,
You're
your mother's delight,
Shining
angels beside
My
darling abide.
Soft
and warm is your bed,
Close
your eyes and rest your head.
Soft
and warm is your bed,
Close
your eyes and rest your head.
Sleepyhead,
close your eyes.
Mother's
right here beside you.
I'll
protect you from harm,
You
will wake in my arms.
Guardian
angels are near,
So
sleep on, with no fear.
Guardian
angels are near,
So
sleep on, with no fear.
Lullaby,
and sleep tight.
Hush!
My darling is sleeping,
On
his sheets white as cream,
With
his head full of dreams.
When
the sky's bright with dawn,
He
will wake in the morning.
When
noontide warms the world,
He
will frolic in the sun.
A
BASQUE LULLABY
Lullaby,
twilight is spreading
Silver
wings over the sky;
Fairy
elves are softly treading,
Folding
buds as they pass by.
Lullaby,
whisper and sigh,
Lullaby,
lullaby.
Lullaby,
deep in the
clover
Drone the bees softly to rest;
Close
white lids your dear eyes over,
Mother's
arms shall be your rest.
Lullaby,
whisper and sigh,
Lullaby,
lullaby.
IRISH
LULLABY
(TOO-RA-LOO-RA-LOO-RAL)
(By
J. R. Shannon)
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to hear midi file)
Over
in Killarney,
Many
years ago,
Me
mother sang a song to me
In
tones so sweet and low.
Just
a simple little ditty,
In
her good old Irish way,
And
I'd give the world if she could sing
That
song to me this day.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Hush,
now don't you cry!
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
Too-ra-loo-ra-li,
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral,
That's
an Irish lullaby.
HUSH,
LITTLE BABY (click
to hear midi file)
Hush,
little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's
going to buy you a mockingbird.
And
if that mockingbird don't sing,
Mama's
going to buy you a diamond ring.
And
if that diamond ring turns brass,
Mama's
going to buy you a looking glass.
And
if that looking glass gets broke,
Mama's
going to buy you a billy goat.
And
if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's
going to buy you a cart and bull.
And
if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's
going to buy you a dog named Rover.
And
if that dog named Rover won't bark,
Mama's
going to buy you a horse and cart.
And
if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll
still be the sweetest little baby in town.
LITTLE
SANDMAN'S SONG
The
flowers are all sleeping
Safe
in their starlit beds,
And
as the moon comes creeping
They
nod their fragrant heads.
The
drowsy, budding branch lets fall
An
air that seems to call:
Sleep
a while, sleep a while,
My
children, sleep a while.
The
birds that sang so bravely
Are
silent in the nest,
The
sun itself has gravely
Found
pillows in the west.
The
cricket as he grinds away
Works
all night long to say:
Sleep
a while, sleep a while,
My
children, sleep a while.
The
Sandman comes in gliding
Up
to each sleepyhead
To
see if someone's hiding
Who
should have gone to bed
And
when a yawning child he spies,
He
drops sand in his eyes.
Sleep
a while, sleep a while,
My
children, sleep a while. |
