Sleepy heads and sleepy limbs,
speak soft, the fall of night.
Darkened quilts of nighttime sky,
coax from the world, all fight.
Shall I sing a melody?
the night wind whispers soft.
Or, read a cozy bedtime tale?
on branches, high aloft,
the fairies perch on shivering twigs,
their hands caress the leaves.
The trembles still in peaceful night,
Sleep well, oh mighty trees!