The silver stars are in the sky
the red gold moon is riding high
O sleep my little one sleepOnce long ago against her breast
A mother hush'd her babe to rest
Who was the prince of Heav'n above
The lord of gentleness and light
O sleep my little one sleepThe boobook calls across the night
the brown moths flutter in the light
O sleep my little one sleepIn Bethlehem long, long ago,
when roads and paddocks gleamed with snow
On this same night that mother mild
lull'd into dreams her royal child
So sleep my little one sleep
My little one sleep
