Some one came knocking

At my wee, small door;

Some one came knocking

I'm sure - sure - sure;

I listened, I opened

I looked to left and right

But naught there was a-stirring

In the still dark night;

Only the busy beetle

Tap-tapping in the wall

Only from the forest

The screech-owl's call

Only the cricket whistling

When the dewdrops fall

So I know not who came knocking

At all, at all, at all