Et Natens Eventyr - Bethzaida

Sorgens sorte slor har senket seg over skogen

Nattens eventyr skal fortelles nok en gang

Skapninger som timer for sokte ly for solen

titter frem fra fjellsprekker i glede over nattens sang

Musikk sa vakker og grotesk blir fremfort der ved tjernet

Langt der bortenfra hores fossefallets brus

Hvisking i fra buskene og knaking i fra tr?

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Alt blander seg og gar i ett med vindens spokelsesus

Du fremmede som n?

rmer deg vokt deg for skogens arme

Med mindre du for alltid vil ta del i nattens klang

Evig vil du sky den solen som for gav deg varme

Aldri vil du settes fri fra morkets kalde fang

Nar manens lys gir bekkens smeltevann gyldne farger

Da skal du snu og lope hjem hvis du har livet kj?

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For under mosekledde hauger eter mark og larver

Fra restene av de som skogen gradig har fort?

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The black veil of sorrow has sunk over the forest

The night's adventures will be told once again

Creatures like hours for sought shelter from the sun

peeking out from rock crevices in joy over the night's song

Music said beautiful and grotesque is performed there by the pond

Far away the noise of the waterfall can be heard

Whispering in from the bushes and crackling in from the tree?

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Everything mixes and blends in with the ghost of the wind

You stranger as n?

rmer you guard yourself from the arms of the forest

Unless you want to take part in the sound of the night forever

You will forever cloud the sun that gave you heat

You will never be set free from the cold of darkness

When the moon's light gives the brook's meltwater golden colors

Then you should turn around and run home if you have life kj?

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For under moss-covered mounds eat field and larvae

From the remains of those that the forest gradually has fast?

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