An Adult Lullaby

Lollay, lollay
Little child
Why wepestou so sore
Nedes mostou wepe
It was iyarked thee yore
Ever to lib in sorrow
And sich and mourne evere
As thine eldren did er this
Whil hi alives were

Lollay, lollay
Little child
Child, lollay
Lullow
Into un good worlde
Ycomen so ere thou