Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you;
Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams.
Wrapped in its perfumes, the darkness is holding you; Starlight bespangles the way of your dreams.
Chorus the nightingales, wistfully amorous; Blessedly quiet, the blare of the day.
All the sweet hours may your visions be glamorous- Sleep, pretty lady, as long as you may.
Sleep, pretty lady, the night shall be still for you; Silvered and silent, it watches you rest.
Each little breeze, in its eagerness, will for you Murmur the melodies ancient and blest.
So in the midnight does happiness capture us; Morning is dim with another day's tears.
Give yourself sweetly to images rapturous- Sleep, pretty lady, a couple of years.
Sleep, pretty lady, the world awaits day with you; Girlish and golden, the slender young moon.
Grant the fond darkness its mystical way with you; Morning returns to us ever too soon.
Roses unfold, in their loveliness, all for you; Blossom the lilies for hope of your glance.
When you're awake, all the men go and fall for you- Sleep, pretty lady, and give me a chance.

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