One radiant star is shining in the west,
A softer radiance is in thine eyes;
Upon the slender stalk the blossoms rest—
A sweeter blossom on my bosom lies.
Lullaby, lullaby!
All thou mayest be I dare not image now,
As thou in life shalt bear an earnest part;
Only I pray that on thy spotless brow
The seal of heaven be set, and true thy heart,
Lullaby, lullaby!