Men see him creeping around the churchyard
He's been alone for a year
The sadness took away all his senses
Every night he sleeps by her grave
There by the bells sleeps a stone and I alone can read it
And on the fence, the red rooster who was your heart at the time
The fear has been skewered on this fence
I now go digging every night to see what still remains of the face that smiled for me
There by the bells I spend the night between snails,
a lonely animal during the day who runs after night
You escape me for the second time
MARRY ME
With my hand I dig deep to find what I missed so much
And under the moon in its most beautiful dress
I have kissed your cold mouth
I take you tenderly by the arm
But your skin rips like paper and parts fall off of you
and you escape me for the second time
MARRY ME
So I take what still remains
The night is hot and we are naked
According to the curse, the rooster greets the morning
So I hacked off his head.
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