Sleep, sleep, beautiful divine child
sleep, sleep little one
hush now, dear son, King of Heaven
so fair, so graceful lily
Why do you cry, little one, perhaps the frost
troubles you or the small donkey;
hush now, paradise
of my heart, of my heart.
Redeemer, I kiss your face
So soon you want to learn to suffer
and come to sigh;
sleep, for the day will come
of your pain, of your pain
of dying with your great shame
Then I will sing no more, I will be silent,
with you on the cross I will die;
hush now in the manger
beautiful child, beautiful child.
Your guardian here is Joseph.
Coro La Manda · Ninna Nanna del Bambin Gesù - Bruno Bettinelli