O! Dear pretty baby,
Don't get tiredy,
Here is a pretty song,
For you to get asleep.
I woke you up in the morning,
To make you keep on playing,
In this little world of yours,
For the work of your game is only a few hours.
So, Dear little baby,
Don't get tiredy,
For this game is the game we play.
For this game I chose many,
But, I have found not any,
Because, the best is always best,
It is you the best.
And you are the one I see,
For you are my honey.
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