On the Rocking`s Souls Hills there is the fire
On the fire is burning the straw witch and crying
People in white raincoats listen to the straw cracking
Stretch out their hands and they are awaiting
For the death -
For the witch
Even if she`s the living will...
Cross to cross -
Toss for toss,
But she ain`t still burnt down
But she ain`t still burnt down
On the faces of people there is the light
But the straw witch is calling to devil and night
People praying, knelt praying: ``Burn, burn her, Father!``
Only heaven ain`t awaking and there`s no answer
The Straw Witch
© Copyright: Анатолий Гаража, 2018
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