Sleep, oh babe, for the red bee hums
The silent twilights fall
Eeval from the grey rock comes
To wrap the world in thrall
O leann van o, my child, my joy
My love and heart's desire
The cricket sings you lullaby
Beside the dying fire
Dusk is drawn and the grey (green) man's thorn
Is wreathed in rings of fog
Siofra sails his boat 'til morn
Upon the starry bog
O leann van o, the paley moon
Has dipped her cusp in dew
And weeps to hear the sad sleep song
I sing oh love, to you