1. |
Nightfall
03:24
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2. |
Lullaby
04:15
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A pretty gold bed
Has Pussy, has Pussy.
But my own Baby Sun
Has a prettier one.
A pillow of down
Has Pussy, has Pussy.
But my own Baby Sun
Has a downier one.
A quilt soft as silk
Has Pussy, has Pussy.
But my own Baby Sun
Has a silkier one.
A curtain of lace
Has Pussy, has Pussy.
But my own Baby Sun
Has a lacier one.
‘Tis sweet dreams she sees,
Does Pussy, does Pussy.
But my own baby will
See sweeter ones still.
Yes, my baby she will
See sweeter ones still.
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3. |
Magpie
02:36
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“Magpie, Magpie, tell me, pray,
Where have you been?”
“Far away!”
“You built a fire,
And you cooked some mash,
You called your friends,
And here, in a flash,
A hungry brood
By the porch they stood.
You drew your spoon,
They held the noon.”
“Magpie, Magpie, tell me, dear,
Where have you been?”
“I've been near!”
“The squirrel had some,
And so did the hare,
The fox and the owl
They each got a share.
But the wolf in the hole
Got nothing at all.
His little grey soul
Got nothing at all!”
“He had fetched no water,
He had chopped no wood,
He had built no fire,
He had cooked no food!”
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4. |
O, Ladushki
04:36
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“Come, little birdies, come and speak,
Were you at Granny's house this week?”
“So we were, today, today,
But now we're back, and here we'll stay.”
“Come, little birdies, come and play,
O, Ladushki, Ladushki, just a little game!”
“You clap your hands, and call your name,
Because now we're back, and here we'll stay.”
“What did you have to eat, to eat?”
“A bowl of porridge and a plate of meat.”
“What did you have to drink, to drink?”
“A pot of tea and a mug of milk.
The porridge was good, and the milk was too,
And Granny was nice, and so were you.
We ate and we drank our fill, and then
Went flying home to Baby again.
On her head we perched, and sang a song —
Tweet-tweet-tweet! — all the morning long.”
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5. |
Sleep, My Baby
04:48
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Sleep, my Baby, rock-a-bye,
Boots of felt for you I’ll buy.
You will put them on to play
In the snow on winter’s day.
Boots of felt I’ll buy for you,
And a pair of mittens too.
You will put them on to play
In the snow on winter’s day.
Sleep, my Baby, nevermind,
Shoes of bast for you I’ll bind.
You will take them all to play
In the grass on summer’s day.
Shoes of bast I’ll bind for you,
And a mushroom basket too.
You will take them all to play
In the grass on summer’s day.
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6. |
On The Stove
03:22
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On the stove Puss lies asleep,
In his pillows buried deep.
While he sleeps the Mice wax gay;
Joining hands, they dance and play.
Do not wake him, Mousies, or
You, my dears, will dance no more!
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7. |
White Geese
05:09
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“O, white geese that fly
High up in the sky,
Where have you been?
And what have you seen?”
“A wolf we did see,
His fangs he did bare,
A gosling he carried
Off to his lair.”
“O, white geese, fly back
And peck at the wolf;
Peck at him, geese,
Save the gosling, please!”
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8. |
Black Lambs Three
04:31
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O you, black lambs three
With your crooked horns,
In the woods you tramped
From the early morn.
On your fiddles you played
For our child to hear,
What sweet music you made
For our baby to cheer.
The owl she hooted
And her wings she beat,
And the goat in his shed,
He stamped his feet.
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9. |
Rabbit
04:23
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Rabbit, come and play with me,
Long Ears, come and play with me.
Rabbit, Rabbit, do not hide,
Let us frolic side by side.
Rabbit, Rabbit, pick a bloom,
Long Ears, Long Ears, pick a bloom.
Pick a flower, Rabbit, do,
Choose a red one or a blue.
Rabbit, show me bunch of flowers,
Long Ears, show me bunch of flowers.
Oh, how gay it is and bright
Rabbit, Rabbit, hold it tight!
Rabbit, join me in a dance,
Long Ears, join me in a dance.
Rabbit, Rabbit, dance away,
Dance the whole long summer day!
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10. |
In The Hut
04:48
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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 has finished
She won’t go to bed.
The Hen in her boots
Is sweeping the floor,
The new moon is rising
In through the door.
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.
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11. |
Der graue Wolf
07:31
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Schlaf Kindlein, leg dich nieder
Am Rande des Bettes liege nicht
Der graue Wolf wird kommen
Um dich zu greifen
Der graue Wolf wird dich greifen
Und in den Wald fortschleppen
Er wird dich unter den Tuff legen
Unter dem Tuff so laut und freudig
singen die Vögel
Dort wirst du nicht schlafen
Schlaf Kindlein, leg dich nieder
Am Rande des Bettes liege nicht
Schlaf Kindlein, schlaf...
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