The text of the ballad: A last night I will take the skirt of the dawn I will take myself to the foggy I will take the crying eye to the storm (I will take the eyelashes to the bloodstream. I will take my revenge on your hair, I will hair to hair (I will be in the head of my head 2)
either I will be in prison. It will be or the seedling-or the seedlings I will take him or my cedar will drag in the soil and blood-it will drain and blood (or Shower in the wire and gold 2)
