Dance in night with me, my darling…
Raven cries again in skies…
May be early, may be later…
Moon will sing its song for us…
All my soul like lake in forest…
Tears do not help already me…
In my hands my dream is sleeping…
Something that I can not see…
My black dress is ready now…
I will run alone with pain…
And around only darkness…
In my eyes will there stay…
Dance in night with me, my darling…
Moon and stars somewhere fly…
Raven… do not cry… I know…
That today my time… to die…
The garden of damn witches
© Copyright: Марьяна Торгова, 2016
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