Paddy Reilly - Gartan Mothers Lullaby

Sleep O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's fall
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thrall
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my love and heart's desire the
Crickets sing you Lullabys beside the dying fire.

Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog
A leanbhan O, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune, I sing O love to you.

Sleep O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's fall
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thrall
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my love and heart's desire the
Crickets sing you Lullabys beside the dying fire.