Coventry Carol

Lully, Lulla, thou little tiny child, Byby, lully lullay.

O sisters too, How may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling, For whom we do sing, Byby, lully lullay?

Lully, Lulla, thou little tiny child, Byby, lully lullay.

Herod, the king In his raging, Charged he hath this day His men of might, In his own sight, All young children to slay.

Lully, Lulla, thou little tiny child, Byby, lully lullay.

That woe is me, Poor child for thee! And ever mourn and day, For thy parting Neither say nor sing Byby, lully lullay!

Lully, Lulla, thou little tiny child, Byby, lully lullay.