LULLABY FOR A BABY FAIRY
Night is over; through the clover globes of crystal shine;Birds are calling; sunlight falling on the wet green vine.Little wings must folded lie, little lips be stillWhile the sun is in the sky, over Fairy Hill.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair,Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.Rest in daytime; night is playtime, all good fairies know.Under sighing grasses lying, off to slumber goNight will come with stars agleam, lilies in her hand,Calling you from Hills of Dream back to Fairyland.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair;Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night-revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.
Night is over; through the clover globes of crystal shine;Birds are calling; sunlight falling on the wet green vine.Little wings must folded lie, little lips be stillWhile the sun is in the sky, over Fairy Hill.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair,Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.Rest in daytime; night is playtime, all good fairies know.Under sighing grasses lying, off to slumber goNight will come with stars agleam, lilies in her hand,Calling you from Hills of Dream back to Fairyland.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair;Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night-revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.
Night is over; through the clover globes of crystal shine;Birds are calling; sunlight falling on the wet green vine.Little wings must folded lie, little lips be stillWhile the sun is in the sky, over Fairy Hill.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair,Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.
Night is over; through the clover globes of crystal shine;
Birds are calling; sunlight falling on the wet green vine.
Little wings must folded lie, little lips be still
While the sun is in the sky, over Fairy Hill.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
Baby with buttercup hair,
Golden rays
Into the violet creep.
Dream, dream deep;
Dream of the night revels fair.
Daylight stays;
Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.
Rest in daytime; night is playtime, all good fairies know.Under sighing grasses lying, off to slumber goNight will come with stars agleam, lilies in her hand,Calling you from Hills of Dream back to Fairyland.Sleep, sleep, sleep,Baby with buttercup hair;Golden raysInto the violet creep.Dream, dream deep;Dream of the night-revels fair.Daylight stays;Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.
Rest in daytime; night is playtime, all good fairies know.
Under sighing grasses lying, off to slumber go
Night will come with stars agleam, lilies in her hand,
Calling you from Hills of Dream back to Fairyland.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
Baby with buttercup hair;
Golden rays
Into the violet creep.
Dream, dream deep;
Dream of the night-revels fair.
Daylight stays;
Sleep, little fairy child, sleep.