City in the sky (Lullaby)

The stars are little windows of a city in the sky
where meteors, like motorcars and trains, go whizzing by
and star fairies, in factories, make wishes to come true
that whistling, like postmen, little wishmen bring to you.

 

The moon is a big carousel in a magic fairground;
it makes a merry tune aswell as it goes whirling round
and you can ride its twinkling horses as they prance and leap
but first you've got to close your eyes, my dear, and go to sleep.