De Vardes
I wonder who was!
The Marquise
In Paimpont Wood!
It is haunted!
De Vardes
On the Eve of Saint John
I rode from Morbec here to Chatillon,
And through the wood of Paimpont fared alone.
It is a forest where enchantments thrive,
De Vardes
I wonder who was!
The Marquise
In Paimpont Wood!
It is haunted!
De Vardes
On the Eve of Saint John
I rode from Morbec here to Chatillon,
And through the wood of Paimpont fared alone.
It is a forest where enchantments thrive,