Natalie Merchant - Crying, My Little One текст песни

(Christina Georgina Rossetti)

Crying, my little one, footsore and weary?

Fall asleep, pretty one, warm on my shoulder..
I must tramp on through the winter night dreary,
While the snow falls on me colder and colder.

You are my one, and I have not another;
Sleep soft, my darling, my trouble and treasure;
Sleep warm and soft in the arms of your mother,
Dreaming of pretty things, dreaming of pleasure.