Lullaby of fairyland, by Mystique
Hushie baby, don't you cry,
Susie's got a butterfly.
Has he colours, now he flies.
Takes you up a thousand skies.
Through meadows, fields and golden lands,
where rainbow children play with lambs.
Through blue and purple, circle, square,
the butterfly will take you there.
Lie now baby in your bed,
let butterflies fill your head.
Rest your eyes, soft and wide,
glowing with a song to hide.
A song that's singing loud and clear,
make this whole world disappear.
|Posted: 2011-12-10 18:21:31 UTC|
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