I'll set you a-swing in a purple bell
Of the lady finger,
Where brown bees linger
And loiter long.
I'll set you a-swing in a fairy dell,
To the silv'ry ring
Of a fairy song.

I'll put you afloat in a boat of pearl
On a moonlit sea,
Where your path shall be
Of silver and blue
To fairyland children, sweet girl,
To its rode-strewn strand bathed in glist'ning dew,
Bathed in glist'ning dew.

I'll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest,
In my heart's core,
Alanniv ashore.
When day is gone,
Where cosily curled on mother's breast,
My share o' the world,
You'll rest till dawn.