All is still in sweetest rest, Be thy sleep serenely blest! Winds are moaning o'er the wild, Lullaby, sleep on, my child; Lullaby, sleep on, my child; La lullaby, sleep on, my child; May angel gleams Pervade thy dreams! Close each little, loving eye, Let them like two roselets lie; And when purpling morn shall glow, Still as roselets freshly blow, Still as roselets freshly blow; La lullaby, sleep on, my child; May angel gleams Pervade thy dreams! |