The sun it shines,
Both bright and high.
You can se the outlines,
Of every cloud in the sky.
Marionettes will play their games,
Of trickery and illusion.
You feel your heart surrounded by flames,
And you feel much disillusion.
The sun is setting all goes to sleep,
In beds of warmth and good keep.
While little ones will count there sheep,
When all is silent not evin a peep.
Your little ones will sleep and dream,
Of fortune and good cheer.
Of cakes and tarts all full with cream,
No darkness is found here.
Everyone of every age,
Will sleep away tonight.
Even those trapped in a cage,
Will soon hear a sweet goodnight.
Sleep away till morning comes,
You'll feel refreshed and ready.
Hear the beating of the drums,
Your heart now beats steady.