My babe, you wink your eyes,
May an angel hover on your hood,
May I rock your bed, and tune
My music to soothe your soul!
Until you slumber your sadness,
And starve any terror with many tears!
And a day you grow into your man,
With your worries left in a hurry,
In a dream of golden bubbles,
Of romantic road of heaven.
May I make you mine, not fretting-
Any worry, on you and me!
May we wink our eyes in a flap-
Of bright and wild lonely butterflies!
May an angel hover on your hood,
May I rock your bed, and tune
My music to soothe your soul!
Until you slumber your sadness,
And starve any terror with many tears!
And a day you grow into your man,
With your worries left in a hurry,
In a dream of golden bubbles,
Of romantic road of heaven.
May I make you mine, not fretting-
Any worry, on you and me!
May we wink our eyes in a flap-
Of bright and wild lonely butterflies!
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