Letras
Down the road where the wild briars grow
Where the black crows call and the cold winds blow
Stands a house with a crooked door
Dinnae go near, child, not anymore
Chan eil solas, chan eil gràs
Chan eil fàilte san àite seo
Stay away, stay away, let her be!
She'll whisper your name on the howling breeze
With a twist of the root and a bone in hand
She'll bind your soul in the cursed land
A man went seeking her charms one day
His cattle were sick, his crops turned grey
He gave her coin, she gave him rue—
Now the fields lie empty, the house does too
Stay away, stay away, let her be!
She'll whisper your name on the howling breeze
With a twist of the root and a bone in hand
She'll bind your soul in the cursed land
A woman came to her, heart full of need
She wanted love, her soul to feed
The witch gave a potion, sweet as wine
But the heart she longed for was never hers to find
Chan eil solas, chan eil gràs
Chan eil fàilte san àite seo
Stay away, stay away, let her be!
She'll whisper your name on the howling breeze
With a twist of the root and a bone in hand
She'll bind your soul in the cursed land
If ye see her shadow at dusk's last breath
If ye hear her song on the moor at death
Turn ye back, don't stop nor stare—
Or ye'll ne'er leave from under her glare
Stay away, stay away, let her be!
She'll whisper your name on the howling breeze
With a twist of the root and a bone in hand
She'll bind your soul in the cursed land