It's dance, reverence, it's waltz
Without you, it's ball
You run so deep to the Greenwald
You run, don't walk
Deep, deep in the wilds
Too close to danger
So far, too far last life
So soon you'll meet a stranger
He's rude but cruel
He has enchanting smile
Soon the sky will light up the moon
It's coming, it's time
Path leads to a moor
Too far from home
Too close to wolf
It's forgotten nonchalance of yore
Hey girl with red hood
Soon the sky will light up the moon
This path leads to a moor
And you’ll be too close to wolf
Girl with red hood
© Copyright: Анна Маннана, 2016
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