I had some dreams
Some nice and pleasure dreams,
When moon was walking on the skye
When a star felt down, and a human dyed.

In that dream it was a girl,
A nice and a beautifull girl,
That's why I loved her, and she loved me
But because I wake up, I lost a dream.

Now I have dreams, but not like that,
I dream girls, not one like that
I cry to night, and to morning again
Coes I can't find the girls of my dreams.