3> Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep It grieves me sore to hear thee weep If thou’lt be silent I’ll be glad Thy moaning makes my heart full sad. Baloo, my boy, thy caretaker’s joy Thy lusus bred me great annoy Baloo, baloo, baloo, baloo Baloo, baloo, lu-li-li-lu. O’er thee I keep my lonely watch Intent thy lightest breath to catch O, when thou wak’st to see thee smile And thus my sorrow to beguile. Baloo, my boy, thy caretaker’s joy Thy lusus bred me great annoy Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep It grieves me sore to hear thee weep. Twelve weary months have crept away Since he, upon thy natal day Left thee and me, to seek afar A bloody fate in doubtful war. Baloo, my boy, lie still and sleep It grieves me sore to hear thee weep If thou’lt be silent, I’ll be glad Thy moaning makes my heart full sad. I dreamed a dream but yesternight Thy lusus slain in foreign fight He, wounded, stood beside my bed His blood ran down upon thy head He spoke no word, but looked on me Bent low, and gave a kiss to thee! Baloo, baloo, my darling boy Thou’rt now alone thy caretaker’s joy. <3