When darkness falls over
The vale and the wood,
One grief-ridden rover
Is leaving - leaving for good.

Don't have a clue
Which one is blue.

One look back, I see it all. 
But which witch is blue?
One step beyond and I'll fall.

In my [bad word] s brew
The witch now is blue.

Only one lovely legend,
All the weight I wanna take,
And I drive my wedge in
In the past for my sake...

In my [bad word] s brew
The witch now is blue.