The wind is howling
In the dark night flow
Disturbing the peaceful sleep
Rattling roof tiles cracking jokes
When I was living on an island
When the wind was strong
I could hear the rattling call
The wooing sound disturbing the night
The rolling waves
Splashing hard on the shore
The dark night dim light stars
I could imagine the ghosts
The locals used to talk about
The wind breezing along
As if nothing would change
The mind took an active imagination
Straining eyes to peep into the darkness
With only a dim light for comfort
The darkness on an island
The silence peacefully flow
Into it a quiet solitude
If the wind doesn't cry loudly
The sky is dark
Twinkling stars scattered
On the beach dark shadows rise and flow
Some who never want to go home
Else get drunk and forget about tomorrow
Only the waves and cool breeze
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