The Icelandic Canadian - 01.06.1957, Síða 33

THE ICELANDIC CANADIAN
31
CRADLE SONG
by J. MAGNUS BJARNASON
Translated by PAUL BJARNASON
Rest my son; be sweet thy dreaming.
Sorrows of the day are through.
Light ol step, with lovelight beaming,
Lady Sleep will come to you.
Sitting by your silken pillow
She will take you by the hand
And go riding on a billow
In your dream to Fairyland.
I have lain on lovely bedding,
Lain on pillows filled with down,
All my daily sorrows shedding,
Seen the pathways to renown.
I have heard the harebells ringing
Happy chimes in Wonderland
And a chorus sweetly singing
Symphonies from Heaven’s band.
Roaming in my dreams for hours
As a guest in Wonderland,
With a crown of flaming flowers
Fashioned by a cherub’s hand,
I have heard the angels singing
Odes of love in realms ashine,
Songs that to my soul were bringing
Scenes an ear The Ga tes divine.