come little children

i'll take thee away

into a land of enchantment

come little children

the time's come to play

here in my garden of shadows

follow sweet children

i'll show thee the way

through all the pain and the sorrows

weep not poor children

for life is this way

murdering beauty and passions

hush now dear children

it must be this way

to weary of life and deceptions

rest now my children

for soon we'll away

into the calm and the quiet

come little children

i'll take thee away

into a land of enchantment

come little children

the time's come to play

here in my garden of shadows