Those were the golden days
when away swayed nights
of peaceful sleep and dreams
spent on the hammock of ropes
swayed by the mighty winds
as the moon and the stars
sang their share of lullabies
full of love and good wishes
with the sound of harmonies
by dextrous leaves in trees
and the glorious hymns of fairies
Many sleepless nights are they

Light shone on still waters
as the lustrous sun awakes
bringing in new lessons
of life and awaited days
growing old in age and years
on the luxurious bed lies
sleepless nights of worries
depriving the dreamy eyes
of awe and happiness
bereft are the nights
of innocence and solitary dreams
Many sleepless nights are they…