| Her soul will be a swan
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| Until
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| She feels
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| The love of nobleman
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| Forever her soul will be a swan
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| Until
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| She feels
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| The love of nobleman
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| In swan lake
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| In swan lake
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| Tired to ride in the royal hunt
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| To listen sweet lies that I am wont
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| I am the prince!
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| The future king!
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| Boomed in my head my mother’s voice
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| Take to wife! |
| should be my choice
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| Oh, cruel fate!
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| That my soul hate!
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| To forget all I fled into the woods
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| Searching preys goods
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| Then I saw the lake
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| Lost in the deep forest
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| And its water chorused
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| An odd melody
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| Swans of nice white feather on the dusk
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| Swam in a dance in harmonious masque
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| Hunter I am!
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| My bow was prepared
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| But her beauty was shown me in the depth
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| Spouting, silent, from the lake
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| And her pale look kept a sad poem
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| Lost in despair
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| Dragged into the warlock’s lair
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| In the shadows
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| Like a night tide
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| Together we cried
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| Our lips sealed its secrets way
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| And my doubts died
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| But when came the dawn
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| My dream sank covered by dark waters
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| My princess’s tears fall in the moonglade
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| The lake is afraid
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| The night shows the spell
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| Then I can feel my heart run into my chest
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| Now I know my quest
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| In the hell of the storm
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| I’ll break her swan-form
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| So inside the waves
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| We will find our graves
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| But the warlock’s curse will be broken
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| The Rothboart’s curse will be broken
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| The Rothbart’s curse broken
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| Our spirits will be free
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| Will fly
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| The sky
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| Over the green lake’s trees
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| Forever our spirits will be free
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| Will fly
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| The sky
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| Over the green lake’s trees
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| Remember us in the stars
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| Remember us in the stars |