Under a heavy stone
Our moon is covered
And a brown witch
Sitting on the stone
As if forever...
All these longest nights
We are sleepless
In a dense dark
We are tired of gloom
We need to sing
We need to sleep
We need to bathe in moonlight
Let's unveil the moon!
Let's move the stone!
Let's be free from brown witch!
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