The Coventry Carol
Westenra Hayley Lyrics
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Lully, lullay
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
Lully, lullay
O sisters, too, how may we do
For to preserve this day?
This poor youngling for whom we do sing
Herod the King, in his raging
Charged he hath this day
His men of might, in his own sight
All young children to slay
That woe is me, poor child, for Thee
And ever mourn and day
For Thy parting neither say nor sing
By, by, lully, lullay
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
By, by, lully, lullay
By, by, lully, lullay
By, by, lully, lullay
Lully, lullay
Lully, lullay
The Coventry Carol is a traditional Christmas carol that tells the tragic story of Herod's slaughter of the innocents. The song opens with the words "Lully, lullay," which refers to a lullaby that a mother sings to her child. The song is performed by a group of women who are lamenting the death of the innocent children. In the song, they ask each other what they can do to protect the child (Jesus) from harm. They then describe the terrible actions of King Herod, who ordered the massacre of all male children under two years old. They express their deep sadness and sorrow for the tiny child and his mother, and vow to never forget the tragedy that has occurred.
The Coventry Carol is unique in that it is a lullaby, but it also contains a dark and disturbing story. The song has been performed in many different styles over the years, ranging from folk to classical to jazz. The melody is haunting and melancholic, perfectly capturing the sadness and grief of the story. The song is typically performed during the Christmas season and is often used to commemorate the lives of innocent children.
Line by Line Meaning
Lully, lullay
Softly, gently
Lully, lullay
Softly, gently
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
Softly, gently, little tiny baby
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
Lully, lullay
Softly, gently
O sisters, too, how may we do
Oh sisters, what can we do
For to preserve this day?
To ensure the safety of this day
This poor youngling for whom we do sing
This innocent child for whom we sing
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
Herod the King, in his raging
King Herod, in his fury
Charged he hath this day
Has commanded on this day
His men of might, in his own sight
His powerful soldiers, in front of him
All young children to slay
To murder all the young children
That woe is me, poor child, for Thee
How sad I am for you, poor child
And ever mourn and day
And always mourn
For Thy parting neither say nor sing
At your departure, we can't even speak or sing
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
Lully, lullay, Thou little tiny Child
Softly, gently, little tiny baby
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
By, by, lully, lullay
Sleep, sleep softly
Lully, lullay
Softly, gently
Lully, lullay
Softly, gently
Contributed by Gianna P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.