Lullay lullu, thou little tiny child By by, lullay lullay
O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling For whom we sing By by, lullay lullay?
Lullay lullu, thou little tiny child By by, lullay lullay
Herod, the king In his raging Chargeth he doth this day His men of might In his own right, All young children to slay
Lullay, thou little tiny child La la, lullay lullay
That woe is me Poor child for thee! And ever morn and day, For thy parting Neither say nor sing By by, lully lullay!
Lully lullay, thou little tiny child By by, lullay lullay
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