Dream, dream bud of my care, of the day the flowers sprouted
Of the bright blossoming morning when your little soul came into the world
Dream, dream bloom of my love, of the silent holy night
When the flowering of his love made this world a heaven for me    

Dream, dream bud of my care, of the day the flowers sprouted<br>

Of the bright blossoming morning when your little soul came into the world<br>

Dream, dream bloom of my love, of the silent holy night<br>
 
When the flowering of his love made this world a heaven for me
Words by Richard Dehmel, from 'Cradle Song'

 

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