Tonight my assistant will pass among you His cap will be empty Hey non-e non-e The most intimate personal choices and requests central to your personal dignity will be sung Hey non-e non-e Why don't minstrels go from house to house howling songs the way they used to? In vain I bind another foot In vain and now the other foot LULLABY LA LA You can tell My sweet little darling My comfort and joy LULLABY LA LA You can tell In beauty surpassing are prince's of Troy Some are born to it You can tell Some are made to do it Some allowed When I LULLABY LA LA LULLABY LA LA Tonight my assistant will hear the canals of Mars His cap will be empty Hey non-e non-e The most intimate personal choices and requests central to your personal dignity will be sung Hey non-e non-e Why don't painters paint their cloudy spines chiaroscuro the way they used to? In vain I douse another lamp In vain and now another lamp LULLABY LA LA You can tell My sweet little darling my comfort and joy LULLABY LA LA You can tell In beauty surpassing are prince's of Troy Some are born to it You can tell Some are made to do it Some allowed When I LULLABY LA LA LULLABY LA LA Tonight my assistant will pass among you His cap will be empty The most intimate personal choices and requests central to your personal autonomy will be sung