Rest "“goodnight-
The sun is falling at 3 o'clock
The crickets at the window won't stop chirping
There is nothing in this white room
Since when have I been lying?
My left doesn't feel anything
But it still continues to try to make tomorrow colorful
Sand falls from my palm quietly
Why am I living?
Even that I do not know
Slowly, the days will pass and blur
I cannot go back to the days, they are so far away
I forget the "dream"
Why do you stare up at the sky?
Even the played melody is
A wound of unfulfilled dream now
Slowly, the days will pass and blur
I cannot go back to the days, they are so far away
I forget the "dream"
Why do you stare up at the sky?
Even the played melody is
A wound of unfulfilled dream now
Hey, a bird which has no wings
Why are you at the window?
Why are you still trying to fly?
Tell me, please
A little bit more
A little bit more I want to keep on dreaming
So, only at this moment I want to rely on "your" voice
The light comes between the clouds
You, on the other side
Are you smiling?
Does "this" voice reach you?
A little bit more
A little bit more I want to keep on dreaming
So, only at this moment I want to rely on "your" voice
And to say "good night" smiling"¦