Luyện nghe bài hát Polkageist!

One day whilst out exploring in
foreign corner, I took respite
from my to admire the local fauna.
from the twilight distance a peel of
bells and laughter, set my
fluttering bats through chapel rafters.
On entering a clearing I did
impending peril, beheld a Gypsy
with flashing bright, sharp and feral.
She smiled at me so
(bit a lip smacked of danger),
gave a look fit to
this poor, stranger.

Her pounced upon me
it me in a trice.
That she wove about me
gripped me as any vice.
(She spoke in tongues me).
I cast my eyes to Christ,
you'd need the virtue of a
to not - overcome this
Polkageist.

of ivory strummed perfection
summond me the middle.
Pan warmed up his
Herne a plucking at the fiddle.
She herself about me
(felt her hot at my ear);
Danced a horizontal
down the path to I fear.

on a path to Hell I fear!

Her pounced upon me
it me in a trice.
That charm she wove me
me tight as any vice.
(She spoke in above me).
Though I my eyes to Christ,
you'd need the virtue of a
to not - overcome this
Polkageist.

The Horny
"A spirit sent to you
taunting all your days.
Satyrs
to the reel Cernunnos plays.
I head our wild
(every beast man to mouse),
freedom in possession
is in the house!"

Juice of fruit beyond
dripping from her fingers,
she my hand and led me
to that place cunning lingers.

Her rhythm pounced me
it me in a trice.
charm she wove about me
gripped me as any vice.
(She spoke in tongues me).
Though I cast my to Christ,
you'd need the of a saint
to not succumb - overcome
Polkageist.