Cradle song
Language: English
Now the birds are folding All their tiny wings In the treetop cradles, While a small wind sings. Mother, too , is crooning Bedtime lullabies To her little loved one, Wearing sleepy eyes, And with darkness coming At the night's command, Baby takes the dreamboat Bound for Slumber Land.
Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Violet Balestreri Archer (1913 - 2000), "Cradle song", published 1959 [voice and piano], Frederick Harris Music Co. Limited, Oakville, Ontario [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Sharon Krebs [Guest Editor]
This text was added to the website: 2011-05-04
Line count: 12
Word count: 49