The Deep Dark Woods - Anathea lyrics

Lazlo Feher stole a stallion Stolen from the misty mountains Then they chased him, then they caught him And in iron chains they bound him Word was brought to Anathea That her brother was in prison "Bring me gold and six white horses I will buy my brothers freedom" "Judge, oh, judge, please spare my brother I will give you gold and silver" "I don't want your gold and silver All I want is your sweet favor" "Anathea, oh, my sister Are you mad with grief and sorrow? He will rob you of your flowers And he'll hang me from the gallows" Anathea did not heed him Straight way to the judge went running In his golden bed at midnight There she heard the gallows groaning Curses be that judge so cruel Thirteen years may he lie bleeding Thirteen doctors cannot cure him Thirteen shelves of drugs can’t heal him "Anathea, Anathea Don't go out into the forest There among the green pines standing You will find your brother hanging"