Once she went around the church,
One time, two times, thrice,
She spoke, Rehtaf ruo, Rehtaf ruo, Rehtaf ruo,
Over the moon, the clouds did skrice.
There a toad, upon the floor,
To feed the holy bread,
Three times it breathes and the deed is done,
A witch, she is, and paddock-bred.
A toad witch must have
A candlestick to light her night,
Flame dance on water, invoke the powers
Of intuition, flight and sight.
Be you a toad witch, O magic one? Now is your time to light the spells you mutter.
Once she went around the church,
One time, two times, thrice,
She spoke, Rehtaf ruo, Rehtaf ruo, Rehtaf ruo,
Over the moon, the clouds did skrice.
There a toad, upon the floor,
To feed the holy bread,
Three times it breathes and the deed is done,
A witch, she is, and paddock-bred.
A toad witch must have
A candlestick to light her night,
Flame dance on water, invoke the powers
Of intuition, flight and sight.
Be you a toad witch, O magic one? Now is your time to light the spells you mutter.
