An evening pause: Originally written for a film that was never made, this song speaks to the emotion of every parent, watching their child asleep.
Oh, hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us
And black are the waters that sparkled so green
The moon, o’er the combers, looks downward to find us
At rest in the hollows that rustle between
Where billow meets billow, then soft be thy pillow
Oh weary wee flipperling, curl at thy ease
The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark overtake thee
Asleep in the arms of the slow swinging seas
Asleep in the arms
Of the slow swinging seas
Whitacre is the conductor in this performance by Junges Vokalensemble Hannover.
Hat tip Edward Thelen.
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