The silver stars are in the sky
the red gold moon is riding high
O sleep my little one sleep Once long ago against her breast
A mother hush'd her babe to rest
Who was the prince of Heav'n above
The lord of gentleness and light
O sleep my little one sleep The b**book calls across the night
the brown moths flutter in the light
O sleep my little one sleep In Bethlehem long, long ago,
when roads and paddocks gleamed with snow
On this same night that mother mild
lull'd into dreams her royal child