Let loose the wildfires
Call forth the storm
Lay sheets of dusk
Wrap the forest in darkness
Cover the tracks
Turn yourself into a springhead
Let them feel thirst
And when they hungrily drink
Death of the Three-headed ogre will be avenged
I slash my sword crosswise over the spring
Those who come here to drink – they will die!
Conjure evil signs
Boil the poison
Prick the needle of bone
Weave cobwebs across the road
Turn yourself into a meadow on fringe of the forest
Let them feel fatigued
And when they fall asleep
Death of the Six-headed ogre will be avenged
I slash my sword crosswise over the meadow
Those who come here – they will die!
- "What can witches do to me?
Two already lie in their own blood!"
You've killed two, but the third is undefeatable
For no one has escaped her claws with their lives
Shortly the Snake Witch comes across the sky
Flapping her wings and spitting poison
- "No monster like this can frighten me
Three fistfuls of sparks I will hurl down her throat!"