Sleep, O Babe, For The Red Bee Hums The
Silent Twilight′s Fall Aoibheall From The Grey Rock Comes,
To Wrap The World In Thrall A Leanbhan O,
My Child, My Joy, My Own, My Heart's Desire
The Crickets Sing You Lullaby, Beside The Dying Fire
Dusk Is Drawn And The Green Man′s Horn
Is Wreathed In Rings Of Fog Siabhra Sails His
Boat Till Morn, Upon The Starry Bog A Leanbhan
O, The Paly Moon Has Ringed Her Cusp In
Dew And Weeps To Hear The Sad, Sweet Tune,
I Sing O Love To You Sleep, O Babe,
For The Red Bee Hums The Silent Twilight's Fall
Aoibheall From The Grey Rock Comes, To Wrap The
World In Thrall A Leanbhan O, My Child, My
Joy, My Own, My Heart's Desire The Crickets Sing
You Lullaby, Beside The Dying Fire Dusk Is
Drawn And The Green Man′s Horn Is Wreathed In
Rings Of Fog Siabhra Sails His Boat Till Morn,
Upon The Starry Bog A Leanbhan O, The Paly
Moon Has Ringed Her Cusp In Dew And Weeps
To Hear The Sad, Sweet Tune, I Sing O
Love To You