The Twelve Witches Lyrics

	作词 : Traditional
	Oh there were twelve witches bold
	And they lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	The first witch, with her hand,
	The storm could hush,
	And the second witch could stop
	All the torrents rush.
	And the third witch, she could strike
	Upon the golden lyre,
	And she charmed both young and old
	Into the dancing fire.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	The fourth witch she could dive
	In the sea as a fish,
	And the fifth witch she never wanted
	Any meat on a dish.
	And now the next witch go
	Under the earth could she,
	And the seventh witch could dance
	Upon the rolling sea.
	And the eighth witch on her horn
	She would blow a blast,
	And everyone who heard
	Would shudder and stand aghast.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	Oh the ninth witch she tamed all
	That in the greenwood crept,
	And the tenth witch, not a nap
	She had ever slept.
	The eleventh witch, the grisly
	Lindworm bound,
	And the twelfth witch she could all
	Things understand.
	And these twelve witches bold,
	They all lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread......

	zuo ci : Traditional
	Oh there were twelve witches bold
	And they lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	The first witch, with her hand,
	The storm could hush,
	And the second witch could stop
	All the torrents rush.
	And the third witch, she could strike
	Upon the golden lyre,
	And she charmed both young and old
	Into the dancing fire.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	The fourth witch she could dive
	In the sea as a fish,
	And the fifth witch she never wanted
	Any meat on a dish.
	And now the next witch go
	Under the earth could she,
	And the seventh witch could dance
	Upon the rolling sea.
	And the eighth witch on her horn
	She would blow a blast,
	And everyone who heard
	Would shudder and stand aghast.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	Oh the ninth witch she tamed all
	That in the greenwood crept,
	And the tenth witch, not a nap
	She had ever slept.
	The eleventh witch, the grisly
	Lindworm bound,
	And the twelfth witch she could all
	Things understand.
	And these twelve witches bold,
	They all lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread......

	zuò cí : Traditional
	Oh there were twelve witches bold
	And they lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	The first witch, with her hand,
	The storm could hush,
	And the second witch could stop
	All the torrents rush.
	And the third witch, she could strike
	Upon the golden lyre,
	And she charmed both young and old
	Into the dancing fire.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	The fourth witch she could dive
	In the sea as a fish,
	And the fifth witch she never wanted
	Any meat on a dish.
	And now the next witch go
	Under the earth could she,
	And the seventh witch could dance
	Upon the rolling sea.
	And the eighth witch on her horn
	She would blow a blast,
	And everyone who heard
	Would shudder and stand aghast.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread.
	Oh the ninth witch she tamed all
	That in the greenwood crept,
	And the tenth witch, not a nap
	She had ever slept.
	The eleventh witch, the grisly
	Lindworm bound,
	And the twelfth witch she could all
	Things understand.
	And these twelve witches bold,
	They all lived in the north,
	And their equals were not seen
	On the face of the earth.
	Rowan tree, red thread,
	Hold the witches all in dread......

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