Lyrics Gartan Mother's Lullaby - The Dubliners

Sleep, o babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's
Fall
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in
Thrall
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my own, my heart's
Desire
The crickets sing you lullaby, beside the dying fire

Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's horn is wreathed in
Rings of fog
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog
A leanbhan O, the paly moon has ringed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad, sweet tune, I sing O love to
You
Sleep, o babe, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's
Fall
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in
Thrall
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my own, my heart's
Desire
The crickets sing you lullaby, beside the dying fire

Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's horn is wreathed in
Rings of fog
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog
A leanbhan O, the paly moon has ringed her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad, sweet tune, I sing O love to
You