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Silent lullaby
Even if you are already sleeping,
my little beloved son,
the silence of the night wakes me up,
because I never sang lullaby.
Every mom does it, and I want to do it for you,
even if, it seems, there is no reason.
I am the mother, you are my baby.
For a while my belly was the pillow,
my heart cradles it,
the blanket my love,
notes the silence of this pain.
Have a lullaby, go to sleep, forever in your mom’s heart.
Lullaby, lullaby oh forever my baby, forever I’ll love you.
Anna Baldassarra
