The silver stars are in the sky
The red-gold moon is riding high
Oh, sleep, my little one, sleep
Once long ago, against her breast
A mother hushed a babe to rest
Who was the prince of heav'n above
The lord of gentleness and love
Oh, sleep, my little one, sleep
The boobook calls across the night
The brown moths flutter in the light
Oh, sleep, my little one, sleep
In Bethlehem long, long ago
When roads and paddocks gleam'd with snow
On this same night, that mother mild
Lull'd into dreams her royal child
So, sleep, my little one, sleep
In Bethlehem long, long ago
When roads and paddocks gleam'd with snow
On this same night, that mother mild
Lull'd into dreams her royal child
So, sleep, my little one, sleep
So, sleep, my little one, sleep
