A SLEEP SONG
Reading edition
Traditional.
Deirín dé, Deirín dé! The brown bittern speaks in the bog; Deirín dé, Deirín dé! The night-jar is abroad on the heath. Deirín dé, Deirín dé! Kine will go west at dawn of day; Deirín dé, Deirín dé! And my child will go to the pasture to mind them. Deirín dé, Deirín dé! Moon will rise and sun will set; Deirín dé, Deirín dé! Kine will come east at end of day. Deirín dé, Deirín dé! I will let my child go gathering blackberries, Deirín dé, Deirín dé! If he sleep softly till the ring of day! P. H. Pearse.