Amol iz geven a mayse  Once upon a time there was a story,
Di mayse iz gornit freylekh  The story is not happy,
Di mayse heybt zikh onet  The story began
Mit a yidishn meylekh  With a Jewish king.
     Lyulinke mayn feygele       Hush, my little bird,
     Lyulinke mayn kind,       Hush, my child,
     Kh'hob ongevoryrn aza libe,       I have been through such a love,
     Vey iz mir un vind.       Oh, woe is me.
   
Der meylekh hot gehat a malke,  The king had a queen,
Di malke hot gehat a vayngortn,  The queen had a vineyard,
In vayngortn iz geven a beymele,  In the vineyard was a tree,
Lyulinke, mayn kind.  Hush, my child.
   
Der boym hot gehat a tsveygele,  The tree had a branch,
Oyfn tsveygele iz geven a nestele,  On the branch was a nest.
In nestele hot gelebt a feygele,  In the nest lived a bird,
Lyulinke, mayn kind.  Hush, my child.
     Lyulinke, mayn feygele ...       Hush, my little bird ... 
   
Der meylekh iz opgeshtorbn, The king died, 
Di malke iz gevorn fardorbn,  The queen became desolate,
Der tsvayg iz opgebrokhn,  The branch broke,
Der feygele fun nest - antlofn.  The bird flew away from the nest.
   
Vu nemt men aza khokhem  Where can one find a wise person
Der zol kenen di shtern tseyln?  That can count the stars?
Vu nemt men aza dokter  Where can one get a doctor
Er zol kenen mayn harts heyln?  Who can heal my heart?
     Lyulinke, mayn feygele ...        Hush, my little bird ...