Natasha's Lullaby
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child.
Heart so pure,
And manner so mild.
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child,
Know that I love you.
The sun is on its way
It was never meant to stay
Soon night will come most blue.
Know that I love you
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child.
Hands so cold,
And breath so wild
.
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child,
Know that I love you.
Night has finally come.
The crickets have quieted to a hum.
So I'll say my bye most true.
Know that I love you.
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child.
The battle is over,
The number's been dialed.
Sleep, sleep.
Beautiful child.
Know that I love you.
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