When the sun sets the girl takes a few stems of thorn apple (Datura stramonium) and throws it into the fire uttering:
Thorn apple divides thorn apple,
šendeli bendeli,
ni šendeli ni bendeli,
NN will go crazy after me!
then she turns the palms of her hands towards the fire and utters:
"Fire, by God a sister,
this spell hasn't been tied either to me nor you
but to my loved NN and his 77 veins and 88 joints.
After that the girl goes to bed.
