In an old house in Schaan,
lived a son with his parents.
One day he said:
Every time
exactly at midnight,
there´s a man outside
walking around the border stake.
He shines with a lamp
and he acts, as if
he´s looking for something.
I will go
outside this time
and check who it is".
In vain his father advised him:
"Don´t do that! It might be a ghost,
who had rearranged the stake while he lived".
But the son
didn´t listen
to the words of his father,
and at midnight,
he sneaked around
the corner of the house.
In a white gown,
the ghost stood there
with his light
and held out his hand.
The lad took it.
But he shouldn´t have done that
since you are never allowed
to touch a ghost´s hand.
Like the ghost requested,
the lad rearranged the border stakes
and then went back into the house.
In front of his mother´s eyes,
he suddenly fell over and was dead.
The parents placed a big cross on the wall,
for the child´s peace of mind.
The ghost was never seen again.
lived a son with his parents.
One day he said:
Every time
exactly at midnight,
there´s a man outside
walking around the border stake.
He shines with a lamp
and he acts, as if
he´s looking for something.
I will go
outside this time
and check who it is".
In vain his father advised him:
"Don´t do that! It might be a ghost,
who had rearranged the stake while he lived".
But the son
didn´t listen
to the words of his father,
and at midnight,
he sneaked around
the corner of the house.
In a white gown,
the ghost stood there
with his light
and held out his hand.
The lad took it.
But he shouldn´t have done that
since you are never allowed
to touch a ghost´s hand.
Like the ghost requested,
the lad rearranged the border stakes
and then went back into the house.
In front of his mother´s eyes,
he suddenly fell over and was dead.
The parents placed a big cross on the wall,
for the child´s peace of mind.
The ghost was never seen again.