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Giants Lullaby
My giant, my giant, close your tired eyes.
Dance in your dream world, until the sunrise.
My giant, my giant, soften your breath.
Let the calm night fill your body with strength.
Even the ants, now lay in their beds.
Queen seals all gates, while slumber slowly spreads.
Watch falling leaf, dew droplet descend.
Hugging the meadow, as today comes to end.
Deep in your head, there's a lake full of tears.
From all joy, all sorrow, from all of your years.
But deep in your mind, there's a fortress of strafe.
That keeps the lake still, that keeps the lake safe.
Deep in your chest, is a prison of past.
Made out of promises, you couldn’t make last.
But deep in your heart, are gemstones and coal.
There all of your sins, will go for parole.
My giant, my giant, the river still flows.
But wind that brings worries - no longer blows.
My giant, my giant, moonflowers bloom.
They'll watch over giants, here inside your room.
Birds do not bicker; the hill is at peace.
Willows are drowsy, all stars in one piece.
Fireflies flicker, like your tired eyes.
So set your stress free - just until the sunrise.
Dance in your dream world, until the sunrise.
My giant, my giant, soften your breath.
Let the calm night fill your body with strength.
Even the ants, now lay in their beds.
Queen seals all gates, while slumber slowly spreads.
Watch falling leaf, dew droplet descend.
Hugging the meadow, as today comes to end.
Deep in your head, there's a lake full of tears.
From all joy, all sorrow, from all of your years.
But deep in your mind, there's a fortress of strafe.
That keeps the lake still, that keeps the lake safe.
Deep in your chest, is a prison of past.
Made out of promises, you couldn’t make last.
But deep in your heart, are gemstones and coal.
There all of your sins, will go for parole.
My giant, my giant, the river still flows.
But wind that brings worries - no longer blows.
My giant, my giant, moonflowers bloom.
They'll watch over giants, here inside your room.
Birds do not bicker; the hill is at peace.
Willows are drowsy, all stars in one piece.
Fireflies flicker, like your tired eyes.
So set your stress free - just until the sunrise.
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