.Einmal I'm Jahr, zur nächtlichen Stunde,
Trifft sich ein Weibsvolk in düsterer Runde.
Sie kreichen, tanzen, springen, sagen böse Verse auf,
Und aus der Feuermitte tritt der Teufel heraus.
Tief drinnen I'm Walde, hört das Geschrei,
Um Mitternacht, die Hexerei.
Walpurg.
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