When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song
From when the White Wolf fought A silver-tongued devil His army of elves At his hooves did they revel
They came after me With masterful deceit Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth
While the devil’s horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher "He can’t be bleat"
Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to Your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty
At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you the morn
He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf High up on the mountain From whence it came
He wiped out your pest Got kicked in his chest He’s a friend of humanity So give him the rest
That’s my epic tale A champion prevailed Defeated the villain Now pour him some ale
Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity
Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
