Wishing well, wishing well wishing well true
Have I got the story to tell you?
In between the rock and the waters lays the life of a little thing
Dancing in the forest till evening was day
A little brave thing
Wishing well, wishing well wishing well true
Have I got the story to tell you?
She danced in the forest and where of the monsters to one of them stocked her from her mothers
She jumped over the bridge into elf waters
Oh, brave little thing
Wishing well, wishing well, wishing well true
Have I got the story to tell you?
She was not saved the monster found her
He tore her in two as the elves watch the slaughter
Oh, brave little thing
Wishing well, wishing well wishing well true
Have I got the story to tell you?
Poor little brave thing her fate had ended, but I tell you right now her stories survived
Poor little brave thing
How dare they let you die?
