Cold Winter Dusk, walking between the mist
I cross paths and ways under my candlelight.
As I arrive at my dwelling, I see them above it,
Black ravenstake off, a bad omen comes with me.
Day after day I see them, with their never-ending flight.
Sad howling wolfs also begun to resound.
I know what my destiny is, dead omen surrounds me,
my last travel will soon start.
Three days in a role, dog andwolf howls
confirm my tears and announce my end.
In know that soon I'll die, and there's nothing
I can do
unless prepare myself for eternal rest.
I feel weak, tired and feeble,
a strong stench of wax announces their presence,
they come to give me the candle that soon they'll take
and I'm lying, waiting my end.
Dawn has arrived, black ravens take off,
guiding my soul in its last travel.
When black ravens take off, announce my end,
when black ravens take off, I'll be dead.

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