That blot and blank in my war’s refrain.
The Danube blue, the Alsatian heights,
And a lover who sings to his maiden true,
The song and the kiss, the troth and its bliss,
Two hearts abeat in the love complete,
And the brown eyes marry the eyes of blue.
Sleep! sleep! sleep! my baby, sleep!
Christ is the shepherd of His sheep,
And lambs like you to His heart he folds,
And safely holds, all safely holds,