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Гойда, гойда-гой, ніченька іде,
Діточок малих спатоньки кладе.
Під вікном тремтить вишенька мала,
В хатку проситься, бо прийшла зима.
Під вікном тремтить вишенька мала,
В хатку проситься, бо прийшла зима.

Гойда, гойда-гой, очка заплющи,
В сні щасливому зогрієшся ти.
Йди до хлопчика, люба вишенько,
В колисочці вам буде тепленько.
Йди до хлопчика, люба вишенько,
В колисочці вам буде тепленько.

Гойда, гойда-гой ніч прийшла до нас,
Діточкам малим спатоньки вже час.
Рости, хлопчику, з вишенькою враз,
Хай не скупиться доленька для вас.
Рости, хлопчику, з вишенькою враз,
Хай не скупиться доленька для вас.

This I must say, dilly dilly, and it is true, 
You must love me, dilly dilly, 'cause I love you.

Who told you so, dilly dilly, who told you so?
'T was my own heart, dilly dilly ,that told me so.
Call up your men, dilly dilly, set them to work, 
Set them to reap, dilly dilly, set them to mow, 
Some to cut hay, dilly dilly, some to cut corn, 
While you and I, dilly dilly, keep ourselves warm.

Close we will live, dilly dilly, and when we die, 
Both in one grave, dilly dilly, close we will lie, 
If I die first, dilly dilly, and that may be, 
You must live on, dilly dilly, thinking of me.

Lavender's green, dilly dilly, Lavender's blue. 
When I am king, dilly dilly, you shall be queen.

Who told you so, dilly dilly, who told you so?
'T was my own heart, dilly dilly ,that told me so.

Hunan blentyn, are fy mynwes
Clyd a chynnes ydyw hon
Breichiau mam sy'n dyn amdanat
Cariad mam sy dan fy mron
Ni chaiff dim amharu'th gyntun
Ni wna undyn a thi gam
Huna'n dawel, annwyl bientyn
Huna'n fwyn are fron dy fam

Huna'n dawel hana huna
Huna'n fwyn why del ei lun
Pam yr wyt yn awr yn gwenum
Gwenu'n dirion yn dy hun
Ai angylion fry sy'n gwenu
Arnat yno'n gwenu'n lion
Titha'you'n gwenu'n ol a huno
Huno'n dawel are fy mron

Paid ag ofni, dim ond deilen
Gura, gura are why ddor
Paid aga ofni ton fach unig
Sua, sua are lan why mor
Huna blentyn nid oes yma
Ddim i roddi iti fraw
Gwena'n dawel are fy mynwes
are yr engyl gwynion draw.

Sleep, baby, sleep, 
Down where the woodbines creep 
Be always like the lamb so mild 
A kind, and sweet... 
Sleep, baby, sleep 
Sleep, baby, sleep

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green,
When I am king, dilly, dilly, you shall be queen.

Who told you so, dilly, dilly, who told you so?
'Twas my own heart, dilly, dilly, that told me so.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly, set them to work
Some with a rake, dilly, dilly, some with a fork.

Some to make hay, dilly, dilly, some to thresh corn.
While you and I, dilly, dilly, keep ourselves warm.

Lavender's green, dilly, dilly, Lavender's blue,
If you love me, dilly, dilly, I will love you.

Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly, And the lambs play;
We shall be safe, dilly, dilly, out of harm's way.

I love to dance, dilly, dilly, I love to sing;
When I am queen, dilly, dilly, You'll be my king.

Who told me so, dilly, dilly, Who told me so?
I told myself, dilly, dilly, I told me so.

Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo 
Moanee doo, moanee doo 
Ushag veg ruy ny moanee doo 
C’raad chaddil oo riyr ‘syn oie? 

Nagh chaddil mish riyr er baare y crouw 
Baare y crouw, baare y crouw 
Lesh fliaghey tuittym er dagh cheu 
As ogh! My chadley cha treih 

Nagh chaddil mish riyr er baare y dress 
Baare y dress, baare y dress 
Tra va’n gheay sheidey v’ey gymmyrkey lhee 
As ogh! My chadley cha treih 

Nagh chaddil mish riyr er baare y tonn 
Baare y tonn, baare y tonn 
Myr shimmey mac dooinney cadley roym 
As ogh! My chadley cha treih 

Chaddil mish riyr eddyr daa ghuillag 
Eddyr daa ghuillag, eddyr daa ghuillag 
Myr cadley yn oikan er keeagh y vummig 
As O! my chadley cha kiune 

My Bonnie lies over the ocean
My Bonnie lies over the sea
My Bonnie lies over the ocean
Oh, bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me
Bring back, bring back
Bring back my Bonnie to me

Last night as I lay on my pillow
Last night as I lay on my bed
Last night as I lay on my pillow
I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead

Oh blow the winds o’er the ocean
And blow the winds o’er the sea
Oh blow the winds o’er the ocean
And bring back my Bonnie to me

The winds have blown over the ocean
The winds have blown over the sea
The winds have blown over the ocean
And brought back my Bonnie to me

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

Gumayta puñén may, gumayta puñén may
Kupage guru may, kupage guru may
Xa pita puñén may, xa pita puñén may
Amutugué guru may, xa pita puñén may
Amutugué guru may
kupaytá guru may, amutugué guru may
umutugué puñén may, xa pita puñén may,
xa pita puñén may, xa pita puñén may…

The October winds lament
Around the Castle of Dromore,
Yet peace is in its lofty halls,
My loving treasure store.
Though autumn leaves may droop and die
A bud of spring are you.
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan,
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo.

Bring no ill winds to hinder us,
My helpless babe and me,
Dread spirit of Blackwater banks,
Clan Owen's wild banshee.
And Holy Mary pitying us
In heav'n for grace doth sue.
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan,
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo.

Take time to thrive, my rose of hope,
In the garden of Dromore.
Take heed, young eagle, till your wings
Are feathered fit to soar.
A little rest and then the world
Is full of work to do
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la loo, lo lan,
Sing hush-a-bye loo, la lo.

When it's time to go to bed
But you're not a sleepy head
Let's try something new
Let's try another tune...
Although you're in your bed-o
Pretend you're in a meadow
And count up all the sheep
As you slumber off to sleep
When you need to snooze there's nothing you can loose,
Sheep are to help you sleep!
Number 1: Plays accordian
Number 2: Looks like you!
Number 3: Says Wheeeee
Number 4: Says, here comes more!
Number 5: Jumps real high
Number 6: Is doing tricks!
Number 7: Engines Revinn'
Number 8, Number 8, Number 8's: Runnin' late
Number 9's: Right on time-
Number 10: Says sing it again!

Au clair de la lune
Mon ami Pierrot
Prête-moi ta plume
Pour écrire un mot
Ma chandelle est morte
Je n’ai plus de feu
Ouvre-moi ta porte
Pour l’amour de Dieu

Au clair de la lune
Pierrot répondit :
Je n’ai pas de plume
Je suis dans mon lit
Va chez la voisine
Je crois qu’elle y est
Car dans sa cuisine
On bat le briquet

Dans son lit de plumes
Pierrot se rendort
Il rêve à la lune
Son coeur bat bien fort
Car toujours si bonne
Pour l’enfant tout blanc
La lune lui donne
Son croissant d’argent

Natsuhiboshi naze akai?

Yuube kanashii yume wo mita.

Naite hanashita.

Akai me yo.

Natsuhiboshi naze mayou?

Kiete warashi wo sagashiteru

Dakara kanashii yume wo miru.