The roofs are trembling under the weight of the days.
The heavenly shepherd is herding his clouds.
The city fires at the night with its buckshot of lights.
But the night is stronger, for its power is great.
And to ones who are going to bed-
Pleasant dreams.
Sweet dreams and good night.
I awaited this time, and now this time has arrived.
Those who were silent, are silent no more.
Those who have nothing to wait for, saddle their steeds.
They can't be caught up with. It's too late for that.
But to ones who are going to bed-
Pleasant dreams.
Sweet dreams and good night.
The neighbors complain, they hear the pounding of hoofs.
It bothers their sleep, disturbs their dreams.
Those who have nothing to wait for, set out on their way.
Those who are saved, those who are saved.
And to ones who are going to bed-
Pleasant dreams.
Sweet dreams and good night.