Now your daughter sleeps as night descends,
a northerly wind is blowing out there and the frost bites all that lives.
The family in their country farm, there I found you all sitting.
You were beautiful and healthy
when I broke into the larder,
I wanted to pay the child a little visit.
Mara.
Mara.
You were beautiful and healthy
when I broke into the larder,
I wanted to pay the child a little visit.
Mara.
I wrapped my arms around her and she knew no more,
the wailing oh so awfully low, they say you can still hear it.
Everyone in the house despairing, weeping and afraid.
You all sat there in a circle,
you walked around and around
and finally saw her choke.
Mara.
Mara.
You all sat there in a circle,
you walked around and around
and finally saw her choke.
Mara.
The child dies in my hands, I leave in a hurry,
their hearts are beating full of anguish, sorrow and hatred.
I am evil filth and rejoice when others cry.
Now I walk away,
you can ask questions,
but I'm a prophecy and a riddle.
Mara.
Mara.
Now I walk away,
you can ask questions,
but I'm a prophecy and a riddle.
Mara.