Sleep, sleep
My baby boy, sleep
You, asleep
Dressed in heat
Made of the fabric
With which love is made
You bring me inutilities
Pictures from overseas
My angel with messages
From me to myself
Just
Sleep
Oh, sleep
Oh, my baby boy, sleep
I won't detain you
I'm not your home
Someday you'll be
Fire and then nostalgia
I'm not even looking for loyalty
Life is somewhat crazy
You're one of a kind
And sometimes everything is too little
It's cold
Sleep
Sleep
I keep wandering
Sailing through eternity
You're my snuggled goods
But reality is enough to me
I wanted, for a second,
Instead of heaven
Have a second second
Of your delight and your laughter
But, but
Sleep, my baby boy
Oh, my baby boy
Whisper over my neck
That I should be happy
Though you make no reference
Speaking, to what you wanted
You make me dream
And the life between us
Is too little to talk about
Is much more than a dream
Oh, it hurts...