Do you hear this murmur, child,
As if something’s searching,
To make your eyelids tired?.
It’s your dream approaching,
This is your dream approaching.

Let it tell you stories, child,
Make its powers granted.
In a very little while,
You will be enchanted.

Sent by the fairies of Atlantis,
It bows to you like a praying mantis.
Led by the fairies of Atlantis,
You’ll fly away with a praying mantis.

It will take you places, child,
That have long been waiting.
Since we learned denial,
They are slowly fading.

And tomorrow morning, child,
You’ll remember creatures.
Those to whom you smiled,
Those who were your teachers.

Helped by the fairies of Atlantis,
Restore the world of a praying mantis.
Just like the fairies of Atlantis,
Dreamt of a little praying mantis.