Its a full moon
the witch is
on the broom
it aint no dream
its the night
of Halloween
At my window
looking in
a bat with
bog 'o eyes
and you can clearly
hear somebody scream
because its the night of
Halloween
it aint no dream
its the night of Halloween
A cold wind
is blowing
and a train
is coming down the track
it aint no dream
its the night
of Halloween
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem