Sleep, pretty lady, the night is enfolding you
Drift, and so lightly, on crystalline streams
Wrapped in its perfumes, the darkness is holding you
Starlight bespangles the way of your dreams
Chorus the nightingales, wistfully amorous
Blessedly quiet, the blare of the day
All the sweet hours may your visions be glamorous
Sleep, pretty lady, as long as you may

Sleep, pretty lady, the night shall be still for you
Silvered and silent, it watches you rest
Each little breeze, in its eagerness, will for you
Murmur the melodies ancient and blest
So in the midnight does happiness capture us
Morning is dim with another day's tears
Give yourself sweetly to images rapturous
Sleep, pretty lady, a couple of years

Sleep, pretty lady, the world awaits day with you
Girlish and golden, the slender young moon
Grant the fond darkness its mystical way with you
Morning returns to us ever too soon
Roses unfold, in their loveliness, all for you
Blossom the lilies for hope of your glance
When you're awake, all the men go and fall for you
Sleep, pretty lady, and give me a chance