Sleep Child Sleep
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Beyond the lines are the mines
Where soldiers lie beneath the battle sky
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Yonder lies the farm stead
Where the housewife prays on her rosary beads
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Over the brook hides a crook
With his many treasures of a good measure
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Beneath the garden bench
Sits a beggar in liquor drenched
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
In the city there is famine and hunger
Men have died a good number
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
In the forest trail
One can hear a lover’s wail
Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Above the sky line, where the twain meet
Sings an Angel of Gods love sweet
Copyright © Venetia Crasta | Year Posted 2011
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