Through the open window wide
Said a dream to the night
Pour a gentle gentle breeze
In the stream of my sleep
Queer fishes in darkness deep
However blue, I wish to keep.
Tears of gods, tears of gold
Tears I hold are tears too bold
Tears I simply dare not weep
Tears I dare, do wash with care my
Need to count thy countless sheep.
Through the open window wide
I made a wish to the night
Pour a gentle gentle dream
In the stream of my life.