We are Lute, we rock.
We are Lute
Story behind the song
Based on a poem by Blake "Cradle Song"
Lyrics
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright.
Dreaming, o'er the joys of night.
Sleep, sleep, in they sleep.
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet Babe, in thy face.
Soft desires I can trace.
Secret joys and secret smiles.
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel.
Smiles as of the morning steal.
more to follow............
