Sound of the dream,
of sweet and sour,
bitter of it's taste.

Echo of the scream,
silence in my dream,
loud and quiet.

Soul of awaking,
scary and bold,
sleep again, my dear.

Fear from the nightmare,
chasing and catching,
the slowest of me.

Hide and seek,
Mr. Night paid his visit,
when you once again asleep.

Sound of my dream,
never reach out or staying,
where you were going?

My bitter and sweet dream,
the sound of your echo,
frightening me.