Текст песни Wallace Band - Ведьма

Herbs sushish collect them and varish

And dancing under the moon

Wear amulets you do not love the light

Do you like to walk one

I knocked account on Saturday night

You do not catch the house

I follow thee with spyglass

Who are you who you are I want to learn

You probably you are a witch

 

There were steel gray green

your clear eyes

There was a blond haired become your long braid

Every day your name is different

Guys with different

You say yes is not for everyone

And behaving to his home

You know you're a witch, I

Long or short it realized soon I understood that

Finally, in love with you

I rang the door you opened me to you

And she said, I've been waiting for

In the middle of the room fire was burning soot

On the walls hung with bunches of dried herbs

I turned around looked at me

Vertical pupils