Cradle Sang - by
Fa’ owre, fa’ owre, my hinny,
/ There’s monie a weary airt;
/ And nae end to the traikin,
/ For man has a hungry hert.
/
/ What…
Fa’ owre, fa’ owre, my hinny,
/ There’s monie a weary airt;
/ And nae end to the traikin,
/ For man has a hungry hert.
/
/ What…
All those sleepy birds
/ Now tired from flight
/ Hide among the leaves
/ Good-night!
/
/ Only the spring whispers
/ When the wood sleeps silently;
/ Even flowers in the…
My bonnie bairn
/ My bonnie bairn
/ My bonnie bairn, there’s blessin’s in yer e’e.
/ An’ O ye hae a dainty mou’, dainty mou’,…
The sky has shut its eyes of blue,
/ the house has shut its many eyes,
/ the meadow sleeps with quilt up too…
Lully, lully, my ain wee dearie:
/ Lully, lully, my ain wee doo:
/ Sae far awa and peerieweerie
/ Is the hurlie o’ the world…
Little star, so far, so near,
/ I see your eye’s one shining tear.
/
/ Little star, so wild, so tame,
/ I waved my hand.
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