C Em Am F G C
Sleep my child, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's fall
C Em Am F Em F
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thrall
C Em Am F Em F
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my love my heart's desire
F Em Am F G C
The cricket sings your a lullaby, beside the dying fire.
Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog
A leanbhan O, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune, I sing O love to you.
Faintly sweet doth the chapel bell, ring o'er the valley dim
Tearmann's peasant voices swell, in fragrant evening hymn
A leanbhan O, the low bell rings, my little lamb to rest
And angel-dreams till morning sings, its music in your breast.
Pronunciation-
Aoibheall- Ee-vall
Leanbhan- Lyan-van
Siabhra- Shee-vra
Tearmann- Char-muns
The words are gaelic, so they are a wee bit different then what you would expect
to pronounce them... but there they are!!!
If there is anything wrong with it please let me know!
