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 dissolve 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 I beg for mercy -

and I beg for mercy in vein

one night is a mare - two is worse

How can I manage three?