Besedila: Mudbloods (The). Out Of The Forbidden Forrest. Imperious Regrets.

I was a gardener in this sleepy little town,
Two kids and a husband all my own.
I always did what I should,
To live the life a good herbologist should.

Then three of them came to my home,
The last thing I remember; one word?
?Imperio?

I don?t remember,
These things I did.
Just what I read in the papers,
And what they said.

I swear I didn?t do it,
Yeah you know it was not me who

Crucioed my daughter
And then murdered both my sons.
My poor old husband never even saw the wand.

But you know he made me do it,
Yeah you know it was not me.
Yeah you know that it was him that made me do these things.
Yeah you know that it was him that made me

Crucio my daughter
And then murder both my sons
And my poor old husband never even saw the wand.

But you know I didn?t do it,
You must know it was not me.
You know that it was him that made me do these things.
That it was him who

Crucioed my daughter
And then he murdered both of my sons.
And it was my hand my husband never saw,
Holding the wand.

But I?m just a gardener in this sleepy little town