Bíum Bíum Bambaló

Sleep, sleep, baby, Baby and ....., My friend cradles me in peace, But outside waits a face at the window,

Immediately mountains, Fill my breast with warm longing, I shall play the langspil, That is my mind's comfort,

Sleep, sleep, baby, Baby and ....., My friend cradles me in peace, But outside waits a face at the window,

Immediately the weather gets cruel, Crouch over while it gets dark, I light five candles, To burn the shadows of midwinter...