English poem
SLUMBER SONG
by Arthur Macy (1842–1904)
Gently fall the shadows gray, Daylight softly veiling; Now to Dreamland we'll away, Sailing, sailing, sailing.
Little eyes were made for sleeping, Little heads were made for rest, Golden locks were made for keeping Close to mother's breast; Little hands were made for folding, Little lips should never sigh; What dear mother's arms are holding, Love alone can buy.
Gently fall the shadows gray, Daylight softly veiling; Now to Dreamland we'll away, Sailing, sailing, sailing.