Sleep Well, Little Bear

It's evening. Time to go to bed. The little bear has taken off his apple-print trousers and pulled on his star pyjamas. He has had his bedtime story, said a prayer, and hummed along to a lullaby. And then he got five goodnight kisses. But the little bear isn't tired yet, so he climbs onto the windowsill and looks out at the world. He watches the ducks on the river, old Mrs Rose next door, the bird man on the meadow, and a balloon floating through the moonlit sky. Then he shuts his eyes and listens to the Moonlight Musicians, who play for everyone: for the moon, the children, and of course the little bear, too. Finally, the little bear falls asleep, because he can't wait for tomorrow to come. "Surely every child would love to be tucked into bed as tenderly as the little bear!" Der Spiegel