Sweep away sorrows over the wood and under the carpets, far away to the dusting of shadows that need the light and trapse along a song of solitude - a song through the rain and under rainwater, a heart tossed onto the floor...
 - Sweep away sorrows over the wood and under the carpets to rain that showers and moonlit sprinkles no more but stopped and fixed in time guides magic toward a Carpathian shore.