when the house stills dark,
lay your head on your pillow,
close your eyes to all sorrow:
meet with joy playing in a park.
A dream shall kiss your face
and tie your hair with a white lace.
When the morning star is hidden
timid like a vestal maiden,
cross your arms over your chest,
journey to the secluded west .
A dream will take you to a land
where beauty is the last command.
With a beam, with no fears,
with fancy, with no tears.
All you need is to find and take
the dream’s heart and awake.
Leave behind every regret
for a bliss you already forget..
Sleep, sleep now…