It is late, morning is arriving Everything is sleeping, even the night, I watch over you, my love, Sleep, angel, or the Ox will rock your cradle. Ox, Ox, Ox, Ox with the black face Rock this child who is so afraid of scary faces Ox, Ox, Ox, Ox... Up in the sky all the singing has stopped, Even the angels have stopped singing. Little mothers must also rest. Sleep, angel, papa has come to watch over you. Ox, Ox, Ox, Ox...