42 acessos
amid the roses mary sits and rocks her jesus child,
while among the tree tops, sighs a breeze so warm and mild.
and soft and sweetly, sings a bird upon the bow
ooooh baby, dear one, slumber now.
happy is thy laughter,
holy is thy silent rest
lay my head in slumber, hungry at my mother's breast
oooh baby dear one, slumber now