Der Hund von Baskerville
Cindy & Bert
The Hound of the Baskervilles
Fog moves in thick swathes
over the moor of Forest Hill,
greenly ghostly grins a will-o'-the-wisp,
it is night in Baskerville.
Who spreads fear and terror,
who destroys what he wants?
Everyone seeks to hide
from the Hound of Baskerville.
Whom he attacks,
this Hound of Baskerville, oooh yeah,
has lost
in the battle for Baskerville, oooh yeah!
And no soul dares
to enter the dark moor,
everyone fears for their life,
who will be next?
Soon the mission is over,
that his mad master gave him,
silently as he once came
he sneaks down into the moor.
Fog moves in dense swathes
over the moor of Forest Hill,
and hides the riddle's questions
of the Hound of Baskerville.
