Celtic Women
Brahms' Lullaby
Roses whisper good night 'neath silvery lightAsleep in the dew they hide from our viewWhen the dawn peepeth through God will wake them and youWhen the dawn peepeth through God will wake them and youSlumber sweetly my dear for the angels are nearTo watch over you the silent night throughAnd to bear you above to the dreamland of loveAnd to bear you above to the dreamland of love
From Letras Mania