Whose footsteps are you in a trance?

The lyrics "Whose footsteps are in a trance" come from the song "Rhapsody of Nicholas".

In a trance, whose footsteps, white candles. Warm empty houses and vines covered the count's grave. The castle is a barren and overgrown soil, a fat witch who can't ride a broom. Say a spell in Latin, la la la, her black cat laughs like crying. La, la, la, woo, use a crystal ball for divination. She said three o'clock in the afternoon. When the sun shines into the church, you can know whether you were a werewolf or a bat in your previous life, and William II, the owner of the castle, has a beard.

I am used to snoring after eating, and I am in a trance. Whose footsteps are they? White candles, warm the empty house, drifted off. Whose footsteps, white candles, warm the empty house. Fat witch who can't ride a broom, chanting in Latin, la la la. Her black cat laughed as if she were crying, purring and divining with a crystal ball. She said that the sun shone into the church at three o'clock in the afternoon. In order to know whether you were a werewolf or a bat in your previous life, William II, the owner of the castle, used to snore after dinner.

In a trance, whose footsteps are it? White candle. Warm and empty house, drifting away, whose footsteps are it. White candle, warm and empty house, you say you say. How to stop, how to stop, and why my girlfriend is refueling outside. You still make me feel embarrassed, you say you say, how did you stay? How to stop? Why is it embarrassing for my girlfriend to cheer outside the stadium? Dad, I'm back, in a trance. Whose footsteps, burning, life.

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