Lullaby (For My Unborn Child)
- 02.11.07, 01:35
Why can’t we close our eyes tight?
Why we stay up all long night?
What these bothering thoughts are?
Why our dreams are now so far?
Sleep my child don’t you be sad,
On your precious and warm bed,
Made of dreams, made of ropes,
Swinging on the parent’s hopes.
All this I should give to you,
All this I will give to you,
All this waits for you,
All this and we too…
One more dream to make things right,
One more night awaits daylight,
Hold my hand and have no fear,
I will wipe ...