Coventry Carol - Libera, Robert Prizeman

Lulla, thou little tiny child

By by, lully, lullay

Lullay, thou little tiny child

By by, lully lullay

Oh, sisters too, how may we do

For to preserve this day?

This poor youngling for whom we sing

By by, lully lullay

Herod, the king in his raging

Charged he hath this day

His men of might in his own sight

All children young to slay

This poor youngling for whom we sing

By by, lully lullay

That woe is me, poor child for Thee

And ever morn and say

For Thy parting, nor say nor sing

By by, lully lullay

By by, lully lullay