The Virgin's slumber song
M. Reger
Amid the roses Mary sits
And rocks her Jesus-child,
While amid the treetops
Sighs the breeze so warm and mild.
And soft and sweetly sings
A bird upon a bough:
Ah, baby, dear one,
Slumber now!
Happy is Thy laughter,
Holy is Thy silent rest,
Lay Thy head in slumber
Fondly on Thy Mother's breast.
Ah, baby, dear one,
Slumber now!