I know the warp of a thread Of fibres and filaments silver and red But these golden stars Are blood on my hands Baleerie, baleerie baloo I cradled you all in the sun I cradle you still though the day is done And these golden stars Swallow the light Baleerie, baleerie baloo Tomorrow is sealed with a sigh And I am betrayed by the tear in my eye And these golden stars Have fallen to earth Baleerie, baleerie baloo So hush ma wee lammie don't weep A far gentler hand will soon lull you to sleep And those golden stars will shine for you and I Baleerie, baleerie baloo