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Feb 2015
Sleep, little boy, it's still nighttime
no worries in your heart
no  thoughts in your mind
and may not be time for you now
to sail on stormy waves
because only smiles and caresses
for the child his mother wants.
Sleep, little boy, it's still nighttime
there's neither hate here nor war
there's no hunger, abuse or violence
greed does not tempt man
only with goodness we behave
we love love always love.
Sleep, little boy, it's still nighttime
sweet fables your mum sings.

4.3.'14
The original poem ("Ninnananna") is in Italian.
There is no good translation for a poem.
I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome.
As far as the sound of the poem is concerned,
please, read the original poem.
Gianfranco Aurilio
Written by
Gianfranco Aurilio  Italy
(Italy)   
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