November
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You will hang in the big black tree Said the hangman right to me At the crossing of the two dark ways So you better enjoy your last days The moon shines through the clouds See the black bird on the tree His voice is loud and clear I think he is laughing at me I am writing a last letter While I wait for my end And I am still wondering How did I come into this land? You will hang in the big black tree Said the hangman right to me At the crossing of the two dark ways So you better enjoy your last days They even can say I'm a witch I never ever touched the stuff They always ask me to confess Now I see I'm not so tough I'm afraid of the torture So I sit in agony Don't know what I should do I would confess to get free
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