14.01.2021
Nearly a folksong
A black snake in the middle of the seaGrinds down my golden bridge
And on each concrete wall
Scatters a handful of the devil's flour
On the side of the platform I was was splitting firewood
Between the rails I lit the fire
Two trains ran in the sky
Driving over my gate
A raven sits atop a pole
At the very top of the pole
What song is he playing on his kokle?
What, what, what song is he playing on his kokle?
What makes a maiden white,
If not tapwater?
What makes a maiden white,
If not tapwater?