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Lullaby, and good night
In the sky stars are bright
Close your eyes, start to yawn
Pleasant dreams until the dawn

Close your eyes now and rest
Lay your head on my breast
Go to sleep now and rest
May your slumber be blessed

Oyfn veg shteyt a boym, steyt er ayngeboygn;

Ale feygl funem boym zaynen zikh tsefloygn:
Dray keyn mizrekh, dray keyn mayrev,
un di resht - keyn dorem, Un dem boym gelozt aleyn, hefker farn shtorem...
Zog ikh tsu der mamen: - her, zolst mir nor nit shtern,
Vel ikh, mame, eyns un tsvey, bald a foygl vern...
Ikh vel zitsn oyfn boym un vel im farvign,
Ibern vinter mit a treyst, mit a sheinem nign.

Zogt di mame: Nite, kind! - Un zi veynt mit trern.
- Kenst, kholile, oyfn boym mir farfroyrn nern...
Zog ikh: - Mame, s`iz a shod dayne sheyne oygn -
Un eyder vos, un eyder ven bin ikh mir a foygl...
Veynt di mame: - Itsik kroyn, ze, um Gotes viln,
Nem zikh mit a shalikl - zolst zikh nisht farkiln.
Di kaloshn tu zikh on - s`geyt a shafer vinter;
Un di kutshme nem oych mit, vey iz mir un vind mir!..

Un dos vintl-laybl nem, tu es on, du shoyte,
Oyb du vilst nisht zayn keyn gast tsvishn ale toyte...
Kh`heyb di fligl - s`iz mir shver, tsu fil, tsu fil zakhn
Hot di mame ongeton dem feygele, dem shvachn...
Kuk ikh troyerik mir arayn in mayn mames oygn
- S`hot ir libshaft nisht derlozt vern mikh a foygl...
Oyfn veg shteyt a boym, steyt er ayngeboygn;
Ale feygl funem boym zaynen zikh tsefloygn...

Once there was a way,
To get back homeward.

Once there was a way
To get back home.

Sleep, pretty darling,
Dot not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Once there was a way,
To get back homeward.

Once there was a way
To get back home.

Sleep, pretty darling,
Dot not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Golden slumbers,
Fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Once there was a way
To get back homeward

Once there was a way
To get back home

Sleep, pretty darling
Do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby.

Hush, little baby, don't say a word.
Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird

And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring

And if that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass

And if that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat

And if that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull

And if that cart and bull turn over,
Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover

And if that dog named Rover won't bark
Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart

And if that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town.

Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll fly to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll fly to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by

Huna blentyn ar fy mynwes,

Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon;
Breichiau mam sy'n dynn amdanat,
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron;
Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun,
Ni wna undyn â thi gam;
Huna'n dawel, annwyl blentyn,
Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam.

Huna'n dawel, heno, huna,
Huna'n fwyn, y tlws ei lun;
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenu,
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun?
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu,
Arnat ti yn gwenu'n llon,
Tithau'n gwenu'n ôl dan huno,
Huno'n dawel ar fy mron?

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura ar y ddôr;
Paid ag ofni, ton fach unig
Sua, sua ar lan y môr;
Huna blentyn, nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw;
Gwena'n dawel yn fy mynwes.
Ar yr engyl gwynion draw

Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
Sing this tune
And you'll sleep soon
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
While I try this lullaby
Ho ho hum
They have being yawning this song for ages
I suppose because it's so contagious
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
It gets so boring
You'll soon been snoring
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum
Ho ho hum

Patrastets’ p’vok’rik tghan

Mi chermak t’ght’ye navak,
Ijets’rets’ navaky na
Getaki alik’neri vra.

Im p’vok’rik navak,
Im p’vok’rik navak,
Khasnes, ardyok’,
Tsovin kaputak.

Im p’vok’rik, p’vok’rik navak,
Ur yes du, ur yes loghum,
Ur yen k’yez, ur yen tanum
Geti alik’nery khelagar.

Im p’vok’rik navak,
Im p’vok’rik navak,
Khasnes ardyok’
Tsovin kaputak.

Aregakn anhetats’av,
Amperi yetevn ants’av,
Yerknk’its’ andzrev t’ap’vets’,
Vow p’vok’rik getaky vararets’.

Im p’vok’rik navak,
Im p’vok’rik navak,
Du hasar ardyok’
Tsovin kaputak.

T’ye chanaparhin
Khortakets’ k’amin
Yev du k’nets’ir
Geti hatakin.

Amis, partons sans bruit;

La peche sera bonne,

La lune qui rayonne

Eclairera la nuit.

Il faut qu'avant l'aurore

Nous soyons de retour,

Pour sommeiller encore

Avant qu'il soit grand jour.

REFRAIN

Partons, la mer est belle;

 Embarquons-nous, pecheurs,

Guidons notre nacelle,

Ramons avec ardeur.

Aux matissons les voiles,

Le ciel est pur et beau;

Je vois briller l'etoile

Qui guide les matelots!

Ainsi chantait mon pere,

Lors qu'il quitta le port,

Il ne s'attendait guere

A y trouver la mort.

Par les vents, par l'orage,

Il fut surpris soudain;

Et d'un cruel naufrage

Il subit le destin.

(refrain)

Je n'ai plus que ma mere,

Qui ne possede rien,

Elle est dans la misere

Je suis son seul soutien.

Ramons, ramons bien vite,

Je l'apercois la-bas;

Je la vois qui m'invite

En me tendant les bras.

(refrain) 

Sleep little child, go to sleep,
Mother is here by thy bed.

Sleep little child, go to sleep,
Rest on the pillow thy head.

The world is silent and still,
The moon shines bright on the hill,
Then creeps past the window sill.

Sleep little child, go to sleep,
Oh sleep, go to sleep.

Rock-a-bye, baby, in the treetop,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.

Baby is drowsing, cosy and fair.
Mother sits near, in her rocking chair.
Forward and back the cradle she swings,
And though baby sleeps, he hears what she sings.

From the high rooftops down to the sea,
No one's as dear as baby to me.
Wee little fingers, eyes wide and bright -
Now sound asleep until morning light.

Hush, little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's going to buy you a mockingbird.

If that mockingbird won't sing,
Papa's going to buy you a diamond ring.

If that diamond ring turns brass,
Papa's going to buy you a looking glass.

If that looking glass gets broke,
Papa's going to buy you a billy goat.

If that billy goat won't pull,
Papa's going to buy you a cart and bull.

If that cart and bull turn over,
Papa`s going to buy you a dog named Rover.

If that dog named Rover won't bark,
Papa's going to buy you a horse and cart.

If that horse and cart fall down,
You'll still be the sweetest little boy in town.

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Huna blentyn ar fy mynwes,

Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon;
Breichiau mam sy'n dynn amdanat,
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron;
Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun,
Ni wna undyn â thi gam;
Huna'n dawel, annwyl blentyn,
Huna'n fwyn ar fron dy fam.

Huna'n dawel, heno, huna,
Huna'n fwyn, y tlws ei lun;
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenu,
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun?
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu,
Arnat ti yn gwenu'n llon,
Tithau'n gwenu'n ôl dan huno,
Huno'n dawel ar fy mron?

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura ar y ddôr;
Paid ag ofni, ton fach unig
Sua, sua ar lan y môr;
Huna blentyn, nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw;
Gwena'n dawel yn fy mynwes.
Ar yr engyl gwynion draw.