歌词
作词 : Borys Pugacz-Muraszkiewicz
作曲 : Marcin Przybyłowicz
Wolves asleep amidst the trees,
Bats all aswayin' in the breeze,
But one soul lies anxious, wide awake,
Fearin' all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths
For your dolly, polly sleep has flown,
Don't dare let her tremble alone.
For the witcher
Heartless cold,
Paid in coin of gold,
He comes, he'll go,
Leave naught behind
But heartache alone.
Deep deep woe
Birds are silent for the night,
Cows turned in as daylight dies,
But one soul lies anxious wide awake,
Fearin' all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths.
My dear dolly, polly shut your eyes,
Lie still, lie silent, utter no cries.
As the witcher
Brave and bold,
Paid in coin of gold.
He'll chop and slice you,
Gut and dice you,
Eat you up whole.
Eat you whole.