The dog in the kitchen
Is baking the pie
The cock in the corner
Is milling the rye

The pussy is busy
With needle and thread
Until she das finished
She won't to go bed

Sleep, little child
Sleep, sleep
Sleep by my side
Sleep, sleep

The hen in her boots
Is sweeping the floor
The new moon is rising
In through the dorr

The house is clean now
All pretty and dry
The matting of stars
Unfolds in the sky

Sleep, little child
Sleep, sleep
Sleep by my side
Sleep, sleep