The brief second of a twinkling star's life
is the time when it's searching for its lost dream.
Only when it's lived through its transient life spectacularly,
will the star be able to fall into a deep slumber.

But I know, I know for sure:
it's no use crying all day long.
So I dream a happy dream,
and dry all the tears that I shed.

Let me whisper in your little ear;
I'm afraid you'll be amazed:
I have to fight and I really fear.
Tomorrow I'll be on my way;
I'll be alone singing this song.

If I were to sacrifice my life to God,
I would tell Him that I'm really glad.
'Cause I know, I know for sure:
He and I have got the same design.
So I'll always be a happy dreamer,
no matter what it costs.

To tell the truth,
I am never that strong.
I'm not what I appear to be.
Don't get me wrong; never that strong.

Talking to the daisies one day at a time,
I fall into a doze full of tears in my eyes.
But I know, I know for sure:
it's no use crying all day long.
So I dream a happy dream,
and dry all the tears that I shed.