A Cradle Song

[Instrumental intro] The angels are stooping Above your bed; They weary of trooping With the whimpering dead. God's laughing in Heaven To see you so good; The Sailing Seven Are gay with His mood. [Long instrumental part] The angels are stooping Above your bed; They weary of trooping With the whimpering dead. God's laughing in Heaven To see you so good; The Sailing Seven Are gay with His mood. I sigh that kiss you, For I must own That I shall miss you When you have grown. [English Horn solo, with a dark timbre, with emotion] I sigh that kiss you, For I must own That I shall miss you When you have grown. [Instrumental outro] The angels are stooping