Out on the road there are fireflies circling
Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide
Over the hill there are men returning

Trying to find some peace of mind

Sleep my child...


Under the fog there are shadows moving
Don't be afraid, hold my hand

Into the dark there are eyelids closing
Buried alive in the shifting sands


Sleep my child...

Speak to me now and the world will crumble

Open a door and the moon will fall
All of your life, all your memories
Go to your dreams, forget it all


Sleep my child...