Sleep well
To J.K.
Sleep well and
offer me your dreams
And let them fly
like angels in the sky,
So light and
innocent and bright
Over the salted
seas.
The night
descends upon the weary lands,
The stars
unwillingly switch on the lights
And pour them
lazily on meadows, hills
and sands.
The pebbles on
the shore are washed
by quiet waves
and wait until the sky
dissolve the loud cries of sea-gulls.
Sleep well, your
dreams are on the way to me
from resting Denmark.
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