Текст песни Аннета Хельс - Чародейка

Ah, forest enchantress!
The camp is flexible and the shoulders are white ...
You're not a witch, not a villain,
You treat people for ailments

So why young
You take away the groom boldly
From the word he had already given
From the beloved, from the bride? ..

Why are you taking him away?
Into the wilderness of the forest in the evenings?
And why do you come to him
To the house on cold nights?

Al fell in love with unrequited
Overwhelming love?
You call yours in vain
The golden head ...

Know you will not be cheerful
Your darling under the canopy of oak:
Your space is small for him
And bitter lips of others.

Do not hold it - not with your eyes,
Neither hands nor warm
Not treasured words
No forbidden witchcraft.