Two children stood behind the glass

Their breaths are tight, unable to pass

With beating hearts they enter in the center

But only one comes out

Their small bodies stand side by side

Staring intensely into the ancient mirror

Their vision darkens

When the harshness crept upon them

When an old woman will condemn

Two go in, but only one comes out

One boy swizzles round and gets stuck in the mirror

The other watches him shrink and disappear

The woman watches him and begins to cheer

The boy looks weak and exhausted

While the other is transported and lodged in

The boy stares into a mirror at a small figure

When the witch starts to glimmer

With a smile from ear to ear, her plan has worked

Two go in, but only one comes out