Lullaby
Touching your pillow, no funny.
Do you want me, quietly, to make
A lullaby for you, my honey?
The stars see you off with their light
On a very long journey ahead.
They murmur songs through the night
So you won't forget your bed.
While you are asleep, I'll be near —
I will guard all your dreams, have no fear.
I'll cover you, baby, with my stare,
As you sleep so deeply right here.
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