C Em Am F G C Sleep my child, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's fall C Em Am F Em F Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thrall C Em Am F Em F A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my love my heart's desire F Em Am F G C The cricket sings your a lullaby, beside the dying fire. Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog A leanbhan O, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune, I sing O love to you. Faintly sweet doth the chapel bell, ring o'er the valley dim Tearmann's peasant voices swell, in fragrant evening hymn A leanbhan O, the low bell rings, my little lamb to rest And angel-dreams till morning sings, its music in your breast. Pronunciation- Aoibheall- Ee-vall Leanbhan- Lyan-van Siabhra- Shee-vra Tearmann- Char-muns The words are gaelic, so they are a wee bit different then what you would expect to pronounce them... but there they are!!! If there is anything wrong with it please let me know!