There’s a candle in the window
that slowly burns
and tells that somebody died in there.
Some conifers silence
around a path that abruptly ends
at a cemetery in mist.
A bird chirps –
who is in there?
There’s a candle in the window
that slowly burns
and tells that somebody died in there.
Some conifers silence
around a path that abruptly ends
at a cemetery in mist.
A bird chirps –
who is in there?