Balulalow - Sting

O my deir hart, yung Jesus sweit

Prepair thy creddil in my spreit

And I shall rock thee in my hart

And never mair fra thee depart.

But I shall praise thee evermoir

With sangis sweit unto thy gloir

The kneis of my hart shall I bow

And sing that rycht Balulalow.

But I shall praise thee evermoir

With sangis sweit unto thy gloir

The kneis of my hart shall I bow

And sing that rycht Balulalow.