We were taking leave on a ferry
And coachman wheezed to me:
"An old man lives in an old house near the cemetery-
he is a coffin maker
A year ago an evil spirit made mess of his mind
And his thinking is all in darkness.
He began to attack strangers
and frighten their kids
and laugh at their faith
and despise a hman race.
If you meet him in the night,
Oh God, you will be in hard situation".
And it is so deep silence in the village
as if all the people are dead.
and a strange prayer is heard from the cemetery
Of the home an old man lives in.
What he is singing about?
whom he speaks to?
By chance I found
a cross and a stake on the ground
what a terrible mystery
is hidden in this ominous place?
People lay in coffins as if they were in coma -
all the same in every house.
And it is so deep silence in the village
as if all the people are dead.
and a strange prayer is heard from the cemetery
Of the home an old man lives in.
What he is singing about?
whom he speaks to?
Twilight was getting deeper, and in some moment
My blood turned cold
An old man hovered in the air above the cemetery
and i heard the rustles
He said something abruptly in Latin.
The coffins opened in the half-light
he pointed at me with his hand
and shadows moved to me.