Oh, it’s not yet evening, not evening yet.
I haven’t slept that much at all.
I haven’t slept that much at all,
Oh, but I had this strange dream.
I had this strange dream last night,
That my black stallion
Danced and pranced,
Oh, and frolicked under me.
Danced and pranced,
Oh, and frolicked under me.
Oh, then came terrible winds flowing
From the eastern lands,
And ripped off a black hat
From my unruly head.
And ripped off a black hat
From my unruly head.
But our commander was quick-witted,
He was able to read my dream.
Oh, “Will perish”, he told me,
“Your unruly head will perish”.
Oh, “Will perish”, he told me,
“Your unruly head will perish”.
Oh, it’s not yet evening, not evening yet.
I haven’t slept that much at all.
I haven’t slept that much at all,
Oh, but I had this strange dream.