C          Em           Am               F      G          C
Sleep my child, for the red bee hums the silent twilight's fall
 C    Em            Am                 F      Em        F
Aoibheall from the grey rock comes, to wrap the world in thrall
       C   Em      Am                F       Em       F
A leanbhan O, my child, my joy, my love my heart's desire 
        F     Em          Am  F               G      C
The cricket sings your a lullaby, beside the dying fire.

Dusk is drawn and the Green Man's thorn is wreathed in rings of fog 
Siabhra sails his boat till morn, upon the Starry Bog 
A leanbhan O, the paly moon hath brimmed her cusp in dew 
And weeps to hear the sad sleep-tune, I sing O love to you.

Faintly sweet doth the chapel bell, ring o'er the valley dim 
Tearmann's peasant voices swell, in fragrant evening hymn 
A leanbhan O, the low bell rings, my little lamb to rest 
And angel-dreams till morning sings, its music in your breast.

Pronunciation-
Aoibheall- Ee-vall
Leanbhan- Lyan-van
Siabhra- Shee-vra
Tearmann- Char-muns

The words are gaelic, so they are a wee bit different then what you would expect 
to pronounce them... but there they are!!!

If there is anything wrong with it please let me know!