I say, “If you dare to dream,
You will have to sleep!”
I open the door,
For the lord to come
I open the door
For my love to come
I enjoy the beauty
Of this crop to reap
I often sleep
To lessen my worries heap
But It makes me sometimes
More concerned with the ordinary
poor lads who seldom sleep
Who do not have a shelter
Like me and you and your forefathers asleep.
