Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
O, do not leave.
My friends, sorceresses they are,
With eyes that ensnare like deer,
My friends, sorceresses they are,
With eyes that ensnare like deer.
If a friend should see,
They will never let you be free.
Ah, from all, avoid these stares,
Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
O, do not leave.
At the well, they will beckon you,
And offer you two sips of water.
At the well, they will beckon you,
And offer you two sips of water.
A maiden of the outside world,
Will steal your heart, swiftly unfurled.
Oh, oh, do not go to the well, my love,
Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
Do not leave, lest you make your home a desolate place,
O, oh, do not leave.
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