Darling child, lay softly down on your bed,
drift away from harsh times,
escape from what's in your head,
fall asleep to nursery rhymes;
Let your happiness be bred.

Dearest girl with a rose in your hair,
smile at those who give you grief,
smile at those who cause despair,
smile at those who give no relief;
For they are not even there.

Sweet friend, radiating beauty and grace,
let nothing worry you tonight,
as I gaze upon the beauty of your face,
so full of happiness, so full of delight;
I know you will win life's long race.