I know the warp of a thread
Of fibers and filaments silver and red
But these are golden stars
Are blood on my hands
Baleerie, baleerie baloo

I cradled you all in the sun
I cradle you still, though the day is done
And these golden stars
Swallow the light
Baleerie, baleerie baloo

Lulay...

Tomorrow is sealed with a sigh
And I am betrayed by the tear in my eye
And these golden stars
Have fallen to earth
Baleerie, baleerie baloo

Lulay...

So hush ma wee lammie, don't weep
A far gentler hand will soon lull you to sleep
And these golden stars
Will shine for you and I
Baleerie, baleerie baloo

Lulay...
Hush...