The Waterboys Lullaby
I can't sing for the life of me. I sound like a kitten in the middle of the night. Wouldn't recognize a note if you shoved it at my face and announced it. Still, i sing to my baby, as privately as i can.

I've been doing it since i was pregnant, and i was convinced one of the songs i chose at that time would be 'our song'. I did my own covers of 'Pony Boy', by Springsteen, or Kevin Johansen's repertoire. I'm pretty sure i've mentioned this before. Alas, those tunes never stuck, to me or Bruno. It is something else that does the trick.

It's a small soft song called 'In search of the rose', by Irish band The Waterboys. I've known it ever since their 'Room to roam' record came out, and i'm talking vynil, some 16 years ago. It's beautiful and traditional. And the best part is that Bruno closes his eyes and is instantly soothed by the first of the verses, even if it's a cat like me who sings it.

Where will I wander and wonder
Nobody knows
But wherever I’m a-going I’ll go
In search of a rose

Whatever the will of the weather
And whether it shines or snows
Wherever I’m a-going I’ll go
In search of a rose

I don’t know where it’s found
I don’t mind
As long as the world spins around
I’ll take my time

I’ll savour the softness of summer
I’ll wrap up when winter blows
And wherever I’m going I’ll go
In search of a rose