The dog in the kitchen Is baking the pie The cock in the corner Is milling the rye The pussy is busy With needle and thread Until she das finished She won't to go bed Sleep, little child Sleep, sleep Sleep by my side Sleep, sleep The hen in her boots Is sweeping the floor The new moon is rising In through the dorr The house is clean now All pretty and dry The matting of stars Unfolds in the sky Sleep, little child Sleep, sleep Sleep by my side Sleep, sleep