once in an midnight,
on which my bed was alight
sparkling, shining like the light
and all the chamber was so bright
but I was sure, I shut the lamplight
I felt my self so soft so light
not as usual
but this night wasn't right
I sow a body lied in my bed
I wondered so much,
Who is in red
I, then went to mother
Who was with father
napping together with no scatter
I put my hand upon her shoulder
Trying to wake her, without a scare
O Mother! Who is there?
O Mother! Are you aware?
She didn't wakeup until I left ...