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…