Slumber sweet, my fairest baby,
Slumber calmly, sleep-Â
Peaceful moonbeams light thy chamber,
In thy cradle creep;
I will tell to thee a story,
Pure as dewdrop glow,
Close those two beloved eyelids-Â
Lullaby, By-low!
List! The Terek o-er its pebbles
Blusters through the vale,
On its shores the little Khirgez
Whets his murdrous blade;
Yet thy father grey in battle-Â
Guards thee, child of woe,
Safely rest thee in thy cradle,
Lullaby, By-low!
Grievous times will sure befall thee,
Danger, slaughterous fire-Â
Thou shalt on a charger gallop,
Curbing at desire;
And a saddle girth all silken
Sadly I will sew,
Slumber now my wide-eyed darling,
Lullaby, By-low!
When I see thee, my own Being,
As a Cossack true,
Must I only convoy give thee-Â
-Mother dear, adieu!â?
Nightly in the empty chamber
Blinding tears will flow,
Sleep my angel, sweetest dear one,
Lullaby, By-low!
Thy return I-ll wait lamenting
As the days go by,
Ardent for thee praying,-Âfearing
In the cards to spy.
I shall fancy thou wilt suffer,
As a stranger grow-Â
Sleep while yet thou nought regrettest,
Lullaby, By-low!
I will send a holy image
-Gainst the foe with thee,
To it kneeling, dearest Being,
Pray with piety!
Think of me in bloody battle,
Dearest child of woe,
Slumber soft within thy cradle,
Lullaby, By-low!
Cradle Song Of The Cossack Mother
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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