At midnight when I go to bed
Sleepland
Bank of the lake
In the world of dreams
I go to be lost
Catch the fairs fast

A gust of wind I feel
Your face
Coming before me
Inducing me heart
Stealing me dreams
Just smiles
With styles

Do you know?
You, when dress
Dark red,
Get prettiest
Hence, look like
A new bride
Having pride

Recall the day
You sat by me
Lending me your hand
To adorn the dice
On that day you were
Dressed in that array
Carressed me feelings all
Brought me in a ball

You live in me
Me thoughts, me dreams
In that dress
As an opening rose
Smells when it goes

Still now I see ya
In that dress
The midnight
When I go to bed
Just in array red