At night,
When the day end,
when there is no light,
except the bright moonlight,
when there is no one on the road,
I went to my bed, with all the days load,
The day have some happy events or sad,
That make me mad,
All the day,
At last,
I went to the bed,
Away from the crowd,
In my own city of dream,
Where no one can scream,
Of pain,
As there is only happiness, in that lane.
that one sleep,
in my bed,
makes my next day great.