A Scotch Lullaby

Blaw! skirlin' win! raw, tirlin'win'!
Nowt reck we
In the byre the coo's gly an'warm
By the fire na wink o' storm
Whaup on the wing
Snaw on the tree
Thou wi' me
Thy mithers breast shall be thy rest
Close thy bonnie e'e
Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!
A' shieldit frae harm
Whiles couthie shall guard thee
Mither's arm
Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!
She'll still be near
Naething shall fley thy rest
Sae dinna fear
Sleep on thy mither's breast