Slowly, slowly, the darkness comes so slowly. Slowly, the darkness comes so slowly. Softly, softly, the night is creeping in. Can't you see the shadows falling down the hill? Can't you hear the quiet wind saying all is still? Saying all is still. Lonely, lonely, without you I'm so lonely. Longing, longing to hold you once again. How I miss the sweet sound of the baby's cry. And the soothing soft sound of a lullaby. Of a lullaby.
