| Lyrics: | There's an old love refrain that has known the world over,
It's sweetness both princes and
peasants may calim,
Like a bird on the wing or a bee in the clover,
No matter the language
the song is the same.
Go to sleep, my baby, go to sleep,
While the stars above begin to
peep,
They're lighting the windows of heaven, angels watch over you.
From the windows of
heaven, mother's watching you too.
Sleep, my baby, sleep.
From the windows of heaven,
mother's watching you too.
Sleep, my baby, sleep. |
