I climb up the stairs To the wooden mansion Inside there is no light In the oaken hall
It's so rare to find This place calm and quiet No man is seeking shelter From the autumn night
The fireplace is cold For the flames died long ago Hearing my own heartbeats And the wind outdoors
I fetch some rind of birch To lit the fire again A beacon in the night Though it will stay unseen
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