Dream tonight of peacock tails,
Diamond fields and spouter whales.
Ills are many, blessing few,
But dreams tonight will shelter you.
Let the vampire’s creaking wing
Hide the stars while banshees sing;
Let the ghosts gorge all night long;
Dreams will keep you safe and strong.
Skeletons with poison teeth,
Risen from the world beneath,
Ogre, troll and loup-garou,
Blody wraith who looks like you,
Shadow on the window shade
Harpies in midnight raid,
Goblins seeking tender prey,
Dreams will chase them all away.
Dreams are like a magic cloak
Woven by the fairy folk
Covering from top to toe,
Keeping you from winds and woe.
And should the Angel come this night
To fetch your soul away from the light,
Cross yourself, and face the wall,
Dreams will help you not at all.
-sinulat ni thomas pynchon sa “v”
bangag.
