Lullay, thou little tiny child, By-by lully, lullay. Lullay, my little tiny child, By-by lully, lullay. O sisters too, how may we do Far to preserve this day, This poor youngling for whom we sing By-by lully, lullay. Herod the king, in his raging, Has taken our sons away; His men of might in his own sight All children young to slay Open your heart Open your heart Open your heart Open your heart Open your heart Won't you open your heart What can I do but weep for you And weep for you more each day; For your parting neither speak nor sing By by lully lullay By by lully lullay
[00:14.11]Lullay, thou little tiny child, [00:21.20]By-by lully, lullay. [00:26.49]Lullay, my little tiny child, [00:34.44]By-by lully, lullay. [00:39.75]O sisters too, how may we do [00:46.43]Far to preserve this day, [00:52.40]This poor youngling for whom we sing [01:00.05]By-by lully, lullay. [01:18.64]Herod the king, in his raging, [01:24.03]Has taken our sons away; [01:30.49]His men of might in his own sight [01:37.81]All children young to slay [02:18.02]Open your heart [02:23.33]Open your heart [02:30.37]Open your heart [02:35.87]Open your heart [02:42.55]Open your heart [02:47.57]Won't you open your heart [02:57.17]What can I do but weep for you [03:04.15]And weep for you more each day; [03:10.48]For your parting neither speak nor sing [03:17.01]By by lully lullay [03:23.19]By by lully lullay
