Under my eyelids In the shade of eyelashes There is the land Of my acrid hopes There is a place where I'm deceiving myself I cherish illusions I retreat myself My patience has run out I can't stand reality I'm able to daydream and never Wake up from a sound sleep And only a dream Can cause that I'll find myself In silence and peace I'm shutting my eyes The world is opening And I don't want Leave it anymore Don't wake me up Don't cut this rope The day is a butcher Allot every hour