roofs of the houses shake under weight of the days
heavenly shepherd is tending the clouds
city is shooting at night with the shrapnel of flames
but night is too strong, great is its might
sweet dreams o those who are going to sleep
good night
sweet dreams o those who are going to sleep
good night
i waited for this time, and now this time has come
those who were silent, are silent no more
those who got nothing to hope for, are saddling on
and cannot be caught, no they cannot be caught
but sweet dreams to those who are going to sleep
good night
but sweet dreams to those who are going to sleep
good night
neighbors come, they hear the hoofs pound
they don't let them sleep, they rattle their beds
those who got nothing to hope for, are hitting the road
those who are saved, those who are saved
sweet dreams
© Copyright: Лорд Брайтон, 2019
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