Lullay, thou little tiny child
Sleep well, Lullay, Lullay
And smile while dreaming, little one
Sleep well, Lullay, Lullay
Fair well, Lullay, Lullay
Oh, sisters, two, what may we do
To preserve on this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing
Sleep well, Lullay, Lullay
Fair well, Lullay, Lullay
Herod the king, in his raging
Set forth upon this day
By his decree, no lives spare he
All children young, to slay
All children young, to slay
Then woe is me, poor child, for thee
And ever mourn and say
For thy parting, neither say nor sing
Fair well, Lullay, Lullay
Fair well, Lullay, Lullay
And when the stars fill darken skies
In their far vetchers stay
And smile as dreaming, little one
Fair well, Lullay, Lullay
Dream now, Lullay, Lullay
