Hanging over the cradle
Are three little stars
One for night
One for day
And one for twilight
Simple little lullabies
Play on as they move
Round and round in a circle
The tiny stars
Dance and spin
Slowly melodies play
Like a child's jewelry box
Filled with glittery trinkets
Like beautiful stars
Out in the night sky
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