Sleep sleep my darling child,
Sleep my lovely child.
In the western sky the sun fades
and from our chores we're freed.
As the world's hue and cry subsides,
our thoughts turn to relaxed asides
A mother shares her child's rest,
a respite from filial requests.
No rest for the child, mother's rest is forbidden.
No sleep for the child, mother's rest is well hidden.
You are the hope of your mother and father,
our walking stick as late years gather.
In this dark house you are aglow
and a comfort in every sorrow.
Child, if you never lie,
My sacrifice will never die.
If you hold religion and homeland dear,
this advice you will forever hear.
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