And her hair was as black as a ravens
When I met her
And her eyes were so sparkling and tender
Felt I knew her
Bow my head to the allmighty
I have lost my way
Time stood still when we danced the last, dark
and pure September day
From our castles we sent ships with demons
Witches´ lovecraft
now she´s gone, yet I feel her breathing
While I tell your story
Bow my head to the allmighty
I have lost my way
Time stood still when we danced the last, dark
and pure September day
Hodja
Hodja