The sun has gone to bed,
The stars rule the skies.
May the gentle breeze of the night whisper
sweet scripts to you and gently nudge your eyes to sleep.
Good Night and sweet dreams.
Since your eyes are looking tired,
Let your eye lashes hug each other for few hours,
Happy journey into the world of dreams,
Good Night and Sweet Dreams.
A day is going to end again. It is nice to have a friend like you making my everyday seems so great. Good night and sweet dreams.
As the day turns into night, keep your worries out of sight. Close your eyes and go to sleep, for all the good times are yours to keep. Good Night.
Night is the nice gift, so open the gift by closing your eyes, you will see the another world waiting for you. Enjoy the sweet dream, so good night.
Night, my friend, use your good sheath of sleep: detach my head pregnant with useless ideas and give rest to my body.
I bid a sweet night to friends all around, handsome or ugly, and, having none of the latter, happily I may go.
I would like to learn to describe life with words whispered from the years passed in this world, searching a meaning to give this complicated missy that is life that it may go well and concile the better part of the fears for this apocalipse of sensations that lives anchored in the best memories passed daydreaming a life that we would've lived, good night dreamers.
We're only in passing unique screenwriters of a life made of choices, sometimes right and often wrong, but always arm-in-arm with our mistakes, courted by shiny mirages that with the passing of time become written words on a white piece of paper with ink, the latter black like reality, good night.
In the night. Far away moaning, screaming pains, loving bodies, crying eyes. When the sounds of the day cess, you hear those of life. Goodnight.