歌词
Wolves asleep amidst the trees
Bats all a swaying in the breeze
But one soul lies anxious, wide awake
Fearing no manner of ghouls, hags or 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 and woe
Deep, deep woe
Birds are silent for the night
Cows turned in as daylight dies
But one soul lies anxious, wide awake
Fearing no manner of ghouls, hags or wraiths