Won't you stretch imagination for a moment and come with me
Let us hasten to a nation lying over the western sea
Hide behind the cherry blossoms
Here's a sight that will please your eyes
There's a lady with a baby of Japan, singing lullabies
Hear her as she sighs
Here's the Japanese Sandman sneaking on with the dew
Just an old second-hand man, he'll buy your old day from you
He will take every sorrow of the day that is through
And he'll bring you tomorrow, just to start a life anew
Then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake
And you'll be a bit bolder in the new day you make
There's the Japanese Sandman, trading silver for gold
Just an old second-hand man trading new days for old
Then you'll be a bit older in the dawn when you wake
And you'll be a bit bolder in the new day you make
Here's the Japanese Sandman, trading silver for gold
Just an old second-hand man trading new days for old
