a sad song it was, 
through renewal it brought 
and a month seems sometimes shorter 
than a half nights longing 
hidden and hard are the reasons for war 
polar twist, invert and flea 

I can´t disolve this feeling of mine 
but patience will unlock the door 
and the maps of reasons re-written for me 
when the wait is over and the punishment is due 
each day I crawl to the hall of the giants 

and beg for mercy - 
and I beg for mercy in vein 
one night is a mare - two is worse 
How can I manage three ?