Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop.
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
If the bough breaks, the cradle will fall.
But mama will catch you, cradle and all.
Baby is drowsing, cozy and fair.
Mother sits near in her rocking chair.
Forward and back, the cradle she swings.
And though baby sleeps, he hears what she sings.
Hush a by baby up in the sky.
On a soft cloud, it’s easy to fly.
Angels keep watch over as you sleep.
So hush a by baby, don’t make a peep.
Rock a by baby, do not you fear.
Never mind baby, mother is near.
Wee little fingers, eyes are shut tight.
Now sound asleep, until morning light.
Một bài hát Tiếng Anh trữ tình, thường được dùng làm bài hát ru cho bé…
