Sylfidia: Oh, vicar! What's happened? ... But I really don't have to ask you that. Vicar: Sylfidia! Oh my god! I was supposed to visit the bishop today! This won't work! Sylfidia: Oh, it isn't really that bad. Vicar: Well, something has to be done about it?! Sylfidia: Then you don't want your breakfast right now? Hmm? Vicar: No, no, it will have to wait. Sylfidia: Something has to be done so that you can go visit the bishop. Vicar: Yes. Sylfidia: Otherwise, it would be terrible. Vicar: Yes. Sylfidia: I would like to help the bish... You. Vicar: Yes. Sylfidia: I will help you. Cornelis Vreeswijk: God bless the vicar, amen He is sore in every limb So he is massaged by the lady Both in the front and in the back Little harm is caused by it The reverend is letting her go on He doesn't know that there will be magic performed In a different way Yes, when the witch has done trick [You will] pity the reverends ... BODY Perhaps not the best translation, but it gives you an idea.
