She walked, walked in a hypnotized state
Nine, nine, nine
Lost in the Bermuda Triangle
Nine, nine, nine
With only the moon for her guild
Nine, nine, nine
Forever lost in a forest maze
Nine years, nine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very dark and with a sense of ticking pain and fear... the nine nine nine made this so sinister...tyvm karen