| The dream outside is asking
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| Whether the child is in bed yet
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| Whether he’s wrapped in the blankets
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| The child is already in bed
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| He is lying in the blankets
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| But he cannot fall asleep
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| Dream, travel to him from outside
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| Weave up the the eyelids of the child
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| Weave them with your golden yarn
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| Dream, appear from above the oven
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| Shoot the child on the eyelids
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| Shoot him with your drowsy arrow
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| Come from the huts of the Underworld
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| Come as a silent guide
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| Dont you worry, little child
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| Leave cares to the one who cares
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| Worries to the one who worries
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| Knowledge to the one who knows
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| Sleep does not come from outside
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| In the room of the cautious one
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| Dream, mount a ewe and ride
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| Dream, travel by a calm sheep
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| Let a blue-eyed horse carry you
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| Show him the way to the dreamland
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| Bring the Invisible a dream
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| Dream, appear now from outside
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| Come through under the windows
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| Bind up the eyelids of the child
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| Bind them with your silken bond
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| Then the little one fell sleep
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| The golden yarn calmed his eyes |