Soon in the Winter Nights the hunt will ride.
Frau Holda, Perchten, Bright One –
She will ride.
She will ride with fine horses,
She will ride with sleek hounds,
She will ride with the dead,
With spirits from whose lips spill blessings,
With wights from whose lips spill malediction.
She will ride with Herr Wotan,
As She is Frau Wode.
The house of Winter is in order,
The old Sun is swept out.
The Wheel is set to spin.
In these Winter Nights the Hunt will ride!