Woke up on a good day And the world was wonderful A midnight summer dream had me in its spell I dreamt about an old man Sat and watched the rain all night He couldn't sleep a wink as all the drops fell He told me of the beauty Hidden in our foreheads He told me of the ugliness We show instead And when we put a foot wrong do we learn From all the pain A midnight summer dream as he watched the rain Then at midnight he poured another drink And bent my ear After midnight we sat up half the night Or maybe more And he began to tell me what it was all for I woke up in an armchair He had gone I don't know where Left me there to sit and look at the rain Don't remember much at all But his words were echoing A midnight summer dream and then wake again Maybe I'll never find him Maybe he's gone forever Maybe I'll have to sit here Watching the weather One thing's pretty certain helped me Make it in the night Showed me somewhere else between wrong and right And at midnight if you can't sleep Then I can bend your ear After midnight we'll sit up half the night Or maybe more And I'll begin to tell you what it is all for Wake up on a good day And the world feels wonderful Midnight summer dream has me in its spell. ...χθες ξημερώματα ονειρεύτηκα "ότι άλλαξαν θέση οι πλανήτες και τροχιά" κι άκουσα τη γλυκειά φωνή της αφροδίτης... για λίγο ανάδρομη γύρισε στον κριό... τι φωνή... λύγισε ο άρης στο άκουσμά της...