Peace, peace little baby, Hear not the cruel storm Our boats have come safely, We're sheltered and warm. Be still, little darling And hark to the sound Of wind-song and wave-song So awesome and loud ... For wind-song shall free you And wave-song shall teach you And my song shall love you The good seasons round ... So sleep, little seabird, sleep ... Words by A.C. Crispin, Andre Norton "Songsmith" Music by Barbara Karlik source: http://www.andre-norton.org/poems/21.html |