What harm can an old witch do to you?
Anyway, in a few years I'll be like that too
In my undergrowth of birches and melancholies
Being a court lady was simpler
My God, what a boring world
At least leave me the joy
That fantasy that's gone
I don't know where to turn
Together from the dullness and all the rest
Beyond the veil there's a second sky
Shouldn't I be a bit mediocre too?
Anyway, everyone is, even men
And while I live in my undergrowth of melancholies
I hope that court lady is free today
My God, what a glorious world
At least leave me the magic
That fantasy that's gone
I don't know where to turn
Together from the dullness and all the rest
Beyond the black there's a second sky
Beyond the veil there's a second sky