Come, little diver, we’re waiting for you,
While baby’s awake.
Waiting for you, and how long shall we wait?
Golden stars gleam on the billowy gate.
Why do you stay in the coral to sleep?
Gather the jewels and rise from the deep,
While baby’s awake.
Ah, little diver, you’ve tarried so long!
Baby’s soft eyelids droop low in the song:
See how the bright fingers rest on her cheek;