Awake, awake!
Awake, awake!
Give up your strength,
Before the day's gone away
And takes what it takes.
Silence, silence!
The hours are dying,
Babies ruin the sound
With all their crying.
Sleep, sleep!
The day's got you beat,
Put your feet up
And start counting sheep.
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