Why you crying, O' my little child br Rose bloomed is yours, sure not wild br Sparrows chirping lovely, is for you br Stars twinkling for you, is not new. br br Don't cry, little child, O' my love br Bird praying for you, is a dove br The honey drinking beauty, is a butterfly br Will dance for you, in a wonder sky br br Stop your crying, O' my dear br It's time for singing, and dropp all fear br Mom watching at you, is a star br Between those angels, not so far br br So, stop crying, child, O' my love br And start smiling at Mom, my lost love.