After night

And so it goes. Night after night. Day after day. The same old sun, the same old darkness, the same old song.

At six o'clock mi little child awake within a dream not too nice. At less than two seconds, I am there by his side, cuddling his face, whispering soothing words as he falls again in a deeply, peaceful dream. Now, he's gone again.

This night I awakened at six o'clock...

Heavy rain, fall hard over me and clean all this grot. Take it off away and let me sleep forever... night after night. Day after day.