| Through stormy weather, an old ship is sailing,
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| there is an isle, with a spirit dark and hazy.
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| Voices are calling, so sweet and so tender,
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| singing their songs, nobody will remember.
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| This susurrus (it) sounds so sweet…
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| Listen up and don’t ignore
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| this is a warning.
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| They will make you mad
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| they crawl in your head
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| Never obay the siren’s call!
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| They are singing tempting promises to you
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| enchanting to you.
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| Never obay the siren’s call
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| and try to save your soul.
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| The whole ships complement could not believe their eyes.
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| High on the clips, there are demons in disguise.
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| Not fishes, not birds and not really human,
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| what are these cratures? |
| Monsters or women?
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| Don’t try to resist…
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| Listen up and don’t ignore
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| this is a warning.
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| They will make you mad
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| they crawl in your head
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| Never obay the siren’s call!
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| They are singing tempting promises to you
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| enchanting to you.
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| Never obay the siren’s call
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| and try to save your soul.
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| It’s time for the sirens to intone their concert,
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| they kill every man, when they unleash the monsters.
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| Closer, come closer you are the chooser,
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| don’t you want to know 'bout your fate and your future?
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| Closer, come closer you are the chooser,
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| don’t you want to know 'bout your fate and your future?
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| Don’t try to survive…
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| Listen up and don’t ignore
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| this is a warning.
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| They will make you mad
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| they crawl in your head
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| Never obay the siren’s call!
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| They are singing tempting promises to you
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| enchanting to you.
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| Never obay the siren’s call
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| and try to save your soul.
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| Try to save your soul… |