The gentle rising, br of the sleeping childs chest, br silent in its movement, br smooth velvet skin, br sinking then rising, br how sweetly they sleep, br deep in innocent rest, br the gentle rising br of the sleeping childs chest. br there soothing sighs, br such sweet lullaby's, br to macth the angels in the skys, br how sweetly they sleep. br what treasures do they keep, br in there little pure minds, br Tonight the world seems right, br a peace of both body and mind, br flows through my internal rivers. br two sleeping pure souls, br my earthly angels, br how sweetly they sleep, br such sweet lullaby's br to match all the angels in the skies.