Over the mountain ridge a crescent moon can be seen horizontally
It shines within the forest people's palisades
The time of fear now besieges this family
As wandering between the pillars of folk belief
The moon's terrifying shimmer strewn
Where winter long lay and froze
Now, lit by ancient phantoms of horror . />Only mercy in abundance
Its meaning is instituted by history
To a world-heavy and striking yoke
The idyll is now quickly poisoned
And sings to the heart's black art book
Like a ball lightning, feelings are flung between castles of rock walls
And hardened by the brio of speculation
Where the intoxication of joy is transformed into overwhelming sadness< br/>And the power of despair is legion

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