Jerzy Połomski - Lulajże Jezuniu

Hush little Jesus, my little pearl,
Hush my favourite little delight.
Hush little Jesus, hush, hush
But you lovely mother, solace him in tears

Close your little eyelids, tired of weeping,
Solace the little lips, fainted from sobbing.
Hush little Jesus...

Hush, our beautiful Angel.
Hush, you graceful little flower of the world.
Hush little Jesus...

Hush, you most decorative little rose,
Hush, you most comfortable little lily.
Hush little Jesus...

I'll give Jesus sweet little berries
I'll go with him into his Mother's heart's orchard.
Hush little Jesus...

I'll give Jesus a little butter with bread,
I'll put a doll into his crib.
Hush little Jesus...

I'll give you, Jesus, a sweet goody
raisins, almonds from my little box.
Hush little Jesus...

Hush! Hush! Hush! Let the sweet little child fall asleep
Here it has already fallen asleep like a little chicken.
Hush little Jesus...

Hush! Hush! Hush! You all go to sleep now,
don't wake up my sweet little child.
Hush little Jesus...