Sleep my baby in my bosom,
Warm and cozy may you rest,
Mother's arms are round you tightly,
Mother's love is in my breast
Not a thing shall mar your resting,
Nor a person do you harm,
Be at rest, my darling baby,
Sleep my baby, on your mam.
Fret you not, tis but an oak leaf
Beating, beating at the door.
Fret you not, a lonely wavelet's
Murm'ring, murm'ring on the shore,
Sleep my child, here there is nothing,
Nothing that can frighten you;
Smile in peace upon my bosom
On the distant angels true.