Sonya Belousova - Toss A Coin To Your Witcher

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song. From when the White Wolf fought A silver-tongued devil, His army of elves At his hooves did they revel. They came after me With masterful deceit ; Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth. While the devil’s horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher He can’t be bleat. Toss a coin to your Witcher! O’ Valley of Plenty O’ Valley of Plenty O’ Toss a coin to your Witcher O’ Valley of Plenty! At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you the morn’. He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf, High up on the mountain From whence it came. He wiped out your pest, Got kicked in his chest, He’s a friend of humanity So give him the rest. That’s my epic tale, A champion prevailed Defeated the villain, Now pour him some ale! Toss a coin to your Witcher! O’ Valley of Plenty O’ Valley of Plenty O’… Toss a coin to your Witcher And friend of humanity! Toss a coin to your Witcher O’ Valley of Plenty O’ Valley of Plenty O’ Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity!