Three magnolia leaves, one ring Love charm or cruel spell It is the proper morning To fly to hell! From night to eternity Love has countless shades Never trust a promise sealed With short breath and moaning sights Through the darkness of the night God is far above Deals with saints and wars We sell herbs and spirits Just as children play, in a world of men How else could it end? Softly she said: "Men are stupid beasts, Mine is the breast Where he must quench his thirst" Why is he back To his old wife's bed? You must know how to bring back Spilled water to the well Three magnolia leaves, one ring Love charm or cruel spell It is the proper morning To fly to hell! Human kind Watch over the night! We haunt the crossroads We switch off the lights Nothing in her eyes, not a word nor a lie Damnation rides through her hips She knows no promise, no compromise! Heaven on her lips Nothing in her eyes, not a word nor a lie Those eyes so deep and wide Black pools where I do want to sink and die Just another time Three magnolia leaves, one ring Love charm or cruel spell It is the proper morning To fly to hell!