Little Doll With Curly Hair

Little doll with curly hair, how did God Make you so fair? With big eyes color sky And with skin as rose as a healthy child... Fall asleep as you hear my sweetest lullaby! The radiant moon has come into your dreams, What can she offer you: if not moonbeams? And as you breathe, you resemble a cherub That Rafael imagined to be you in that crib When happy angels gathered and whispered, " Little doll, gently lay on your golden head." This nursery rhyme you will learn in time, And sing it to yourself when church bells chime. You'll long for a hand to caress your cheeks... feeling its warmth while you will float on dreams.