When a humble bard
Graced a ride along
With Geralt of Rivia
Along came this song
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!
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

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song 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! 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