I have heard from a place where everything is charming

A long and stony way to go, you'll never arrive with only half of your power

Lots of fears you have to get over, what you experience is dreadful 

But I set off to find out which kind of herbs I need for this blue juice

My formula is in English, there is written "take a little of this flower craaft"

Another strange advice: "Sing the melody of power love"

Unfortunately I don't know the melody, nobody can tell me, it is horrible

There is only one who sings this melody, and who knows about this blue juice

When I found here at last, this kind of woman

Who knows everything, whatever you are asking for

I was frightened a lot, I still feel shudder

On here head, there sits a white rat whit red eyes

Noises from hell, I am scared stiff

I piss off, I hear scratching from the deads

She looks at me and says

"give me a kiss, then I teach you the melody"

Step by step I learned to sing the melody

And also the words of that mystery rime

You eat the magic potion with bread and the slime of shark fins

You cut a frog in the middle, blood everywhere, the bowel full of glibber

A roar, a din, a racket, a row. Never mind, magic is only an illusion