Katarzyna Groniec - Przekleństwo Millhaven

Millhaven is a small and colorless town
The neighbors respect each other offishly
But there are troubling days
When the setting golden sun
Enkindles hearts with a tender kiss
I alert from the dangers
Quoting the church service
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

I was christened Loretta
but I prefer the name Lottie

I was fifteen but I don't seem my age
Quite pretty green eyes I have
And my loose fair hair
Guys are getting interested in me
But I am rather modest and shy
My mum raised me devoutly
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

You must have heard that Millhaven has been cursed
The neighborhood already knows about it
Blake's son- Billy went missing
A week had passed before they found him
He drowned - his relatives fell into despair
The tears were flowing and they were complaining to Mary
Because the boy had a rock tied around his neck
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

The priest O'Rye had gone insane
When he saw his dog
Nailed to the auditorium's door
The sensation in the town raised yet again
Because the old clergyman wanted
to cremate the body in the school lab
When they were taking him away in a straitjacket
He was preaching through tears
Tra la la tra la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

Millhaven was in shock, people were afraid to go out
More and more hypotheses were created
Everything fell silent - dear Lord -
As silent as cutting with a knife
When someone found Handyman's severed head
It was floating in the fountain
But the body was never found
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

Thereafter old Mrs Colgate breathed her last
However the cops arrived quite quickly
And before she paid a visit to God
With her last breath she mouthed
It was Loretta who murdered me with her very own hand
I was combing through my hair getting rid of blood
When the troop of cops burst in
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

I was named devil's filth and the curse of the town
But it was Millhaven who brought this bad luck upon me
Quite pretty green eyes I have
And my loose fair hair
And pretty lips when I smile
Fall to your knees everyone!
I know the best path to the Lord!
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

This investigation is depressing and unrighteous
How dare you punish me in the name of law
The earthly passions are not meant for me
I crossed the great divide
I know the best that death is not a mere game
The mournful bell rings across the world
May the Lord have mercy upon you all
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

I drowned Billy and while stabbing Mrs Colgate
I, unfortunately, hesitated for a bit
But when I was decapitating Handyman
I was joyful because I could see
The sunny gleam on the circular saw
However it wasn't me who crucified the dog
I have always had an A in religious education
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

When I pleaded guilty to everything before the jury
I was named a vampire
I combed through my hair
I looked in the jury's eyes
I am not some random freak after all
The psychiatry is placed in the monastery
For your glory, Great God
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour - only God knows it!

Usually I am rather at ease
My doctor helps me
When I sometimes fall into depressive episodes
Electric shock therapy or hypnosis
The miraculous medicine - Prozac
And at last I can spin my euphoric schemes
I dream about a quick recovery
Just you wait for me to get out from here
Tra la la tra la la la...
You do not know the day nor the hour -

Only I know it