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My curly‑headed baby

Language: English

Oh, ma babby, ma curly-headed babby,
We'll sit below da sky and sing a song
  To the moon.
Oh, ma babby, ma curly-headed babby,
Your daddy's in da cotton field,
  A-workin' for da food.

  So, la-la la-la la-la lullaby-by.
  Does ya want da moon to play wid?
  All da stars to run away wid?
  They'll come if you you don't cry.
  So, la-la la-la la-la lullaby-by.
  In da mammy's arms be creepin',
  An' soon you'll be a-sleepin'.
  Laa-laa la-la la-la la-la lullaby.

Oh, ma babby, ma curly-headed babby,
I'll dance you fast asleep and love you so
  As I sing.
Oh, ma babby, ma curly-headed babby,
Jus' tuck your head like little bird,
  Beneath its mammy's wing.

  So, la-la la-la la-la lullaby-by.
  Does ya want da moon to play wid?
  All da stars to run away wid?
  They'll come if you you don't cry.
  So, la-la la-la la-la lullaby-by.
  In da mammy's arms be creepin',
  An' soon you'll be a-sleepin'.
  Laa-laa la-la la-la la-la lullaby.



Translation(s): GER

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Set in German, a translation by E. Hatzfeld , title unknown

Text added to the website: 2013-03-16.

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Negerwiegenlied

Language: German

O, mein Liebchen,
Mein schwarzgelocktes Bübchen,
Nun singen wir ein Liedchen fein
Und schläfern dich ein.
O, mein Liebchen,
Mein kleines Negerbübchen,
Dein Vater schafft im Baumwollfeld
Und plagt sich für den Herrn.
 
Refrain:
  So lul-la-la und lul-la-la und lei-la,
  Mit dem Mond, sag', willst du fliegen,
  Mit den Sternen dich vergnügen?
  Ich ruf' sie dir herbei.
  So lul-la-la und lul-la-la und lei-la,
  Komm in Mamas weiche Arme
  Und schlaf' ohn' Leid und Harme,
  So mit lul-la-la und lul-la-la und lei.
 
O, mein Liebchen,
Mein schwarzgelocktes Bübchen,
Mein Lied sagt dir, wie lieb du mir,
Lass wiegen dich ein.
O, mein Liebchen,
Mein kleines Negerbübchen,
Nun duck' dich, wie im Mutterflaum
Sich birgt das Vögelein.
 
Refrain:
  So lul-la-la und lul-la-la und lei-la etc.



Submitted by Sharon Krebs

Authorship

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Text added to the website: 2011-06-10.