Children playing in the white sand
Children of the moon
Waiting for the shower
Of the gleaming rocks

Save your piece for the tale
Save your piece for the tale

Roses blooming in the cold breeze
Songs are sang in the stones
Latest evenings colors us
In the deepest indigo and wine

Save your piece for the tale
Save your piece for the tale

Come the winter your brothers smile for your little summer's dream
And come the spring time the twilight cries for its last children's bones

Sleep, cover your eyes

Sail into your misty thoughts and bring your mother home
Latest evenings colors us in the indigo and wine

Sleep, cover your eyes

Night time covers us with the wings of whispering leaves in the wind
Waters hold our hands and the depths are a loving lullaby

Children playing in the white sand
Children of the moon
Waiting for the hour
When the mankind awakes