lula, lula, lula, lula, bye-bye
do you want the stars to play with?
or the moon to run away with?
they'll come if you don't cry
lula, lula, lula, lula lula, bye-bye
in your mommy's arms, you're sleeping
and soon dawn will come creeping, lula
lula, lula, lula, lula, bye...
