When you’re walking down the street
This silent and gloomy night,
Feeling no land under your trembling feet
There’s no point just to feel all right.
You may sooner get worried, it’s a kind of shock –
You will learn it, now black magic’s real.
When black spirits are free, when they roll and rock
There’s nothing but the fear to feel.
There’s no weapon to help you, tonight it’s no use –
No machine gun, no knife and no stick.
Beastly monsters are polishing every tooth –
Today they’re gonna trick.
Hey, look out, they’re here, they are on the prowl,
Darkness deepened, the moon is red…
I’m not telling a bow, try to make your bow –
Try to get somehow to your bed…
Halloween Rap
© Copyright: Геннадий Мухатдинов, 2005
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