The moon climbs over the mountain each night, putting the world to sleep. The crickets start singing farewell to the day, as the moon climbs over the mountain each night, putting the world to sleep. The stars shine across the sea and the land, as the crickets start singing farewell to the day . . . Each stanza in this gentle lullaby poem introduces another detail to the picture - a big dog drowsing by the fire in an old brown house, a mother humming, a baby yawning. And as the moon climbs over the mountain, one little girl goes to sleep.
The moon climbs over the mountain each night, putting the world to sleep. The crickets start singing farewell to the day, as the moon climbs over the mountain each night, putting the world to sleep. The stars shine across the sea and the land, as the crickets start singing farewell to the day . . . Each stanza in this gentle lullaby poem introduces another detail to the picture - a big dog drowsing by the fire in an old brown house, a mother humming, a baby yawning. And as the moon climbs over the mountain, one little girl goes to sleep.