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Sweet cradle, I pray, Rock my dear little brother.

Be careful not to wake him; Otherwise I will need to keep watch.

Do not throw him to and fro; For I would worry so.

Do not let him fall; For you would make me cry out.

Do not throw him upside down, That he may sleep to his heart's content.

 

Pass by, La Dormette, Pass by our home Put to sleep little lads and lasses, All night and day.

