Upon the sea where dreams are hiding,

The fishermen's boat goes a-sailing,

Stars above the night are leading,

The lullaby of moon's gentle lowing.

Wynken nods as waves keep onward,

Blynken's eyes with sleep are weaving,

Nod with dreams, skies ever-wand’ring,

In slumber’s realm, sparkly sprites enchanting,

Rest ‘til dawn when harbour lights are nearing.