Full Lyrics
Lullaby, the winds are singing
On thy mother's breast,
Night her mantle round thee flinging,
Rest, my baby, rest;
Grief and pain the hours may number,
Sleep from sorrow flies,
Soft and dreamless is the slumber,
Hovering o'er thine eyes.
Steeped in dew each bud and blossom
Slumbers on its stem,
Droop thy head on mother's bosom,
Sleep, my babe, like them.
Starry eyes in heaven above thee
Silent vigils keep,
While the arms of those that love thee
Rock thee to thy sleep.
