Now, dear children, pay attention

I am the voice from the pillow

I have brought you something

I ripped it from my chest

With this heart I have the power

to blackmail the eyelids

I sing until the day awakes

a bright light on the heavens

my heart burns

They come to you in the night

demons, ghosts, black fairies

they creep out of the cellar shaft

and will look under your bedding

Now, dear children, pay attention

I am the voice from the pillow

I have brought you something

a bright light on the heavens

my heart burns

They come to you in the night

and steal your small hot tears

they wait until the moon awakes

and put them in my cold veins

Now, dear children, pay attention

I am the voice from the pillow

I sing until the day awakes

a bright light on the heavens

my heart burns

My heart burns