A curious lullaby about the origin of dreams, where the first spark of wonder was born in the ancient sky. The soft, rhythmic storytelling and gentle imagery help children drift into sleep, knowing the night still holds that same magic for them.
A gentle girl who caught the very first dream in the palm of her hand
She carries the wonder of the night and shares its magic with the world
Long before you were born The world was dark and deep No whispers soft, no silver thread No dreams to drift or creep
The stars all hummed a hollow tune The moon just watched and sighed Till ancient sky began to yawn And stretched the night so wide
[chorus] Oh, that was the first dream A spark in endless blue A breath of light, a fleeting sigh The sky dreamed you
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