Jim Williams - Baloo my boy (A Field in England OST) | Текст песни

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• Baloo my boy (A Field in England OST)

Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep

If thou’lt be silent I’ll be glad

Thy moaning makes my heart full sad.

Baloo, my boy, thy mother’s joy

Thy father bred me great annoy

Baloo, baloo, baloo, baloo

Baloo, baloo, lu-li-li-lu.



O’er thee I keep my lonely watch

Intent thy lightest breath to catch

O, when thou wak’st to see thee smile

And thus my sorrow to beguile.

Baloo, my boy, thy mother’s joy

Thy father bred me great annoy

Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep.



Twelve weary months have crept away

Since he, upon thy natal day

Left thee and me, to seek afar

A bloody fate in doubtful war.

Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep

It grieves me sore to hear thee weep

If thou’lt be silent, I’ll be glad

Thy moaning makes my heart full sad.



I dreamed a dream but yesternight

Thy father slain in foreign fight

He, wounded, stood beside my bed

His blood ran down upon thy head

He spoke no word, but looked on me

Bent low, and gave a kiss to thee!

Baloo, baloo, my darling boy

Thou’rt now alone thy mother’s joy.

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