A sad song it was, Through renewal it brought And a month seems sometimes shorter Than a half nights longing
Hidden and hard are the reasons for war Polar twist, invert and flea
I can't dissolve this feeling of mine But patience will unlock the door And the maps of reasons re-written for me When the wait is over and the punishment is due Each day I crawl to the hall of the giants
And I beg for mercy - And I beg for mercy in vein One night is a mare - two is worse How can I manage three?