Sleep, my sweetheart, it's okay!
She just came to play a game.
She's not cruel,
She's alone.
She wants you to be her own!
Don't be loud, son,
Please calm down!
She will be a better mom!
Come on, baby,
Shut your eyes.
She annoys because of cries!
Don't afraid
Of her dead sight.
Probably she wouldn't bite.
She's behind you,
Turn around!
In her hair – mud from her mound.
What is sticking up
From clothes?
Just some smithers of her bones.
Her white dress
Is long since gray
But, my honey, she won't bray!
Hush, my darling,
Let her hug!
Don't resist if she will tug.
Sleep, my sweetheart, it's okay!
She just came to play a game.
Eenie meenie miney mo...
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