Step into line,
and try not to cry.
Hush sweet child,
this night's almost over.
Stay close to me
and hold my hand tight.
Look up into the sky
and think about the light.
Close your eyes tight
and try to forget.
Don't worry sweet baby
this night's almost over.
Look up and see the beautiful sky
and let go of your fear.
For this night is over
and morning is here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem