Angel's Lullaby Richard Marx Lyrics Novels & Stories

ANGEL “I s-swear, Mr Vale, she just climbed upstairs to bring you coffee, how did this happen?!” Mrs Martha’s hysterical cry broke through the air. “I’ll dial the doctor right away!” I couldn’t focus on her words or the sounds of her hurried footsteps. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. Just him. “Angel!” Daddy called again, but I still didn’t open my eyes. I wanted to hear his voice just a little more. “Baby girl, look at me,” The deep gravel was making my eardrums tingle, I could have sworn I had an eargasm when he cursed, “Fúck, Fúck! Fùck!”

I muttered drifting off to sleep. Lullaby Translation Sleep, my child, in peace Sleep, my child, in peace O Mary, my mother and her gentle bosom, Sleep, my child, in peace I am the escort of the graces until Jesus, Son of God Sleep, his child, peacefully Sleep, his child, peacefully Sleep, his child, peacefully