| Linger on, oh waning moon
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| This midnight hour has come much too soon
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| By the crystal lake we stand with our names in the sand
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| Believe me, my Love: I will wait for you
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| And I will return if you still want me, too
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| With the song of the nightswan
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| And I’ll be in heaven!
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| The lark heralds the break of day
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| No longer by my side can you stay
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| In shrouded mists you disappear like a ghost bayadere
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| Where are you my Love? |
| I’m calling your name
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| This spell can be broke: Love’s ignited the flame
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| Like the song of the nightswan
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| And I’ll be in heaven!
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| Oh, believe me, my Love, I will stand
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| Laying siege to this fortress of time
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| With the glory of you in my heart
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| Charge before the sun touches the rime
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| The Beltane fires upon the hill
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| Your hand in mine by the old water-mill
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| Fairles sing our wedding soung, now the moon lingers on
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| Stay with me, my Love, my Angel, my Life
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| We walked this dark maze so now we will fly
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| On the wings of the nightswan
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| And we’ll be in heaven |