Come little children I'll take thee away Into a land of enchantment Came little children the time's come to play Here in my garden of shadows Follow us little children I'll show thee the way through all the pain and sorrows .. Weak not poor children the life is this way Murdering beauty and passion Hush now little children It must be this way to weary of life and exception Rest now my children for soon we'll away Into the calm and the quite Uh Uh Uh.. Come little children I'll take the away into a land of enchantment Came little children the time's come to play Here in my garden of shadows Uh Uh Uh...