| wo friends they always were and knew they’d ever be,
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| built an empire side by side.
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| Their trust complete, they were as one identity,
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| beyond the bounds of greed or pride…
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| Then a young woman, just a slave, caught Ibrahim’s eye,
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| And he asked her for her name;
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| She came forward, she sat down, began to cry,
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| raised her eyes to him,
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| raised her voice to sing, singin'
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| I was born to please you,
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| I was born to rule,
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| to be free,
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| turn the empire’s destiny…
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| Someday, she’ll be on the throne,
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| for Roxelana…
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| She was presented to the Sultan as a gift,
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| A slave he’d never seen before,
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| Against all odds they fell in love, and then they lived,
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| joined as man and wife-
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| she changed their way of life, singin'
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| I was born to please you,
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| I was born for love…
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| Deep in the night,
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| Sad and lonely, Ibrahim died,
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| Fighting for his life,
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| Thinking, thinking:
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| I was born to please you,
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| I was born to love… |