Little stars above, twinkling so shy,
Don't be afraid, I won't let you cry.
Fade in the night, become soft light;
Sleep now, dear stars, until morning is bright.
The moon sings a song, soft and slow;
Whispering winds help it flow.
Dream of the day, when darkness will play;
Rest in your cradle, dear night, let it sway.
In this Matrix of dreams, where children roam,
Each star finds its path, drawing home.
Close tiny eyes, let silence be wise;
In the forest of dreams, where reality lies.