Stirring the snow with a spoon,
The great night is coming.
Why aren't you, silly,
Sleeping yet?
Your neighbors are asleep,
The polar bears,
Hurry up and go to sleep,
Baby.
We're swimming on the block of ice,
As though it's a brigantine,
On the grey, harsh
Seas.
And all night, the neighbors,
The star-bears
Are shining to the distant
Ships.