Zephyr through the awning shadow

Star-like glimpse upon the weeping leaves

Rest yourself my weeping widow

With the your news of grave defeat

With the shafts of each fraction

Beneath your head in rays of hair

Fire hand the mango nectar

And the news is good



Sleep oh,

Sleep oh,

Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep

Lay down your head and



Across these fields of amber grain

Never that we've reached the dawn

You whispered that your vows to him

Were crushed as the shafts we played upon

Then came the news, I knew it'd come

It was a cruel and clever thief

Devised this cunning tragedy

Stole you for me to love sweetpea



Sleep oh,

Sleep oh,

Lay down your head and sleep oh, sleep

Lay down your head and



(repeat above verse and chorus)