Mother, my cheeks are wet.

        Let down my hair and kiss

My brow. I seem to forget

        Even if I think of this.

Lullaby to me, mother,

        Lullaby to me.

I loved and was not loved, mother.

        Kiss me and let me be.

Let me sleep as of old, thy hand

        On my brow, so calm and so deep,

That I feel't on my soul, my soul fanned

        By thy breath on the face of my sleep.

I am but a little ship, mother,

        Lost out in the sea.

Lullaby to me, mother,

        Lullaby to me.