Classic Poem

Dust on my head! The child has woken up! Go to sleep, my pet; the Bogey-man is coming!
Don't cry! The ogre will come and eat you up! The cat will come and take away your kiddy!
Oh, oh! What ails you, my pet? " I am hungry " [you say]? May you burst! You have eaten all this: is it too little?
Get out, dog! Pussy, puss, puss, come here! Hushaby, darling! You are my rose! Hush, hush!
" Mamma! I am ready to die with hunger! " Don't cry! To-morrow I will give you bread!
" O dear, Mamma! My life is ready to leave me! " Don't cry! The pot is just on the boil!
" O my hand! See, it is as cold as ice! " Fie, fie, my Soul! See, the breast is dry!
" Why does my head spin so? " [Because] the lice are digging holes in your head!
Akh-kh-kh! ... What ails you, my Soul? Haq, haq! O my Aunt! Why are its eyes turned up to the ceiling?
Come here! Alas, see, its body also has become cold! Dust on my head! Why has its colour turned so pale?
Woe is me! My child is gone from my hands! Alas, alas! To me there remain but sighs and grief! Alas, alas!