Romani Suttur Gillie Poem by Anonymous British

Romani Suttur Gillie

Jaw to sutturs, my tiny chal;
Your die to dukker has jall'd abri;
At rarde she will wel palal
And tute of her tud shall pie.
Jaw to lutherum, tiny baw!
I'm teerie deya's purie mam;
As tute cams her tud canaw
Thy deya meerie tud did cam.

GYPSY LULLABY
Go to sleep, my tiny boy;
Your Mum's out reading palms;
When she comes back at close of day
You'll sup milk from her breast.
Go to sleep, tiny guest!
Your Mum's my lovely daughter;
Just as you love her gentle breast
So once did she with mine..