Fredy Quinn

Good evening, good night,
With roses in sight,
With little nails stuck,
Crawl under the covers.
|: Tomorrow morning, if God wills,
You'll be woken up again. :|

Good evening, good night,
Watched over by angels,
They'll show in your dreams
The Christ child's tree.
|: Sleep now blissfully and sweet,
Look in your dreams for paradise. :|