Sweet baby sleep and nothing fear
Red is the moon in the night’s still deep
And when you awake
May happiness come over you
Who can tell what a baby thinks
Your hours are dreams and happiness
The sweetest baby tries to walk
Miracles are seen when a baby is arrives
You’re so small my little treasure
Holy image I can trace
–Gatot Malaisianto
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