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With red lanterns, yellow, green



The ghosts pass at night over fields of grain



And the dogs bark on in the night at the fields -



The ghosts have entered the loft of an inn,



And the loft is seen to be queerly lit

By red lanterns, yellow, green.



The ghosts have returned to the loft to retrieve

Pledges left long ago in their lives …



So goes a story that now I’ve forgotten

That at night, in the inn, there appear silhouettes

With red lanterns, yellow, green.



But when the cock crows toward daybreak, a pack

Of ghosts tumbles suddenly out of the loft,

And across the fields, and in chaos is lost



Red, yellow and green.