Sweet and low
Sweet and low
Wind of the Western Sea
Blow, blow, breathe and blow
Wind of the Western Sea

Over the rolling waters
Come from the dying moon and blow
Blow him again to me
While my little one
While my pretty one sleeps

Sleep and rest
Sleep and rest
Father will come to me soon
Rest, rest or mother's breeat
Father will come to me soon

Father will come to his babe in the nest
Silver sails come  out of the west
Under  the silver moon
Sleep my little one
Sleep my pretty one
Sleep