
Date of issue: 02.01.2020
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, oh |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
O Valley of Plenty |
At the edge of the world, fight the mighty horn |
That bashes and breaks you and brings you to mourn |
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: our champion prevailed |
Defeated the villain, now pour him some ale |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
O Valley of Plenty, O Valley of Plenty, oh |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
A friend of humanity |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
O Valley of Plenty, O Valley of Plenty, oh |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
A friend of humanity |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
O Valley of Plenty, O Valley of Plenty, a-oh |
Toss a coin to your Witcher |
A friend of humanity |