Horses from Convergence by Anthony Mordechai Tzvi Russell

Hayda liu-liu, little one
Hayda liu-linku
Hayda liu-liu, beautiful one
Hayda liu-linku.

When you wake, you shall have
All the pretty little horses
Paints and bays,
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horses.

Hayda liu-liu, little one
Hayda liu-linku
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep, my little baby.

The father’s in the forest, my child
He’ll bring you a little bird
A little bird, my child

Hayda liu-liu, little one
Hayda liu-linku
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep, my little baby.

Way down yonder in the meadow
There's a poor little lambie
Butterflies round his eyes
Poor thing's crying for his mammy.

The father’s in the field, my child
He’ll bring you a little flower
A little flower, my child

Hayda liu-liu, little one
Hayda liu-linku
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep, my little baby.

• Classical
• chamber music
• contemporary classical
• klezmer
• neoclasscial
• opera
• Atlanta