Lullaby

The night is covering the town
With starry veil.
And on the ground it's dropping down
Its darkish tail.

The moon as yellow as cheese
Is stuck to heaven;
A tender coolish nightly breeze
Is tousling hair.

Don't be disturbed, sleep well and rest,
My little honey!
May the onrushing and new day
Be bright and sunny!


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