Gartan Mother`s Lullaby — текст песни (Blackburn Fiona)

Sleep, O babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight`s fall;
Eeval from the grey rock comes to wrap the world in thrall.
A lyan van o, my child, my joy, my love and heart`s desire.
The crickets sing you lullaby beside the dying fire.
Dusk is drawn and the Green Man`s thorn is wreathed in rings of fog;
Sheevra sails his boat `til morn upon the starry bog.
A lyan van o, the paly moon hath brimm`d her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad, sleep tune I sing, o love, to you.
Sleep, O babe, ...