The sacred fire is dancing
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There, in the sparks, the Spirits of the Lakes
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Grant secret power to me.
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There are shadows on the rocks,
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In the dance of vivid visions
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I call the curse.
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You are fading, between the worlds
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Your soul wanders...
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Perfume: Where do you get lost, with her -
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“Stand among the shadows…
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Here and there I hear
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Your voice, but I see a flame, a flame!
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Spirits won't let go
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If I lose the thread. |
I know!
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Perfume: Where do you get lost, with her -
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“Stand among the shadows…
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Perfume: Wrong day and wrong hour.
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Why are you disturbing us?
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Leave it to us, and there,
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Then you will save yourself.
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(Maybe you can save yourself)
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From the darkness I call
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Your name, but my voice is melting...
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Stay or disappear
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In this darkness of the abyss?!
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I,
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But the roar of the tambourine faded away
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Maybe I saved you
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Or frozen in timelessness?
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And the ashes are only from the fire...
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The shadow on the earth is me. The sky froze in an eclipse.
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I melted with a spark of fire,
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What I lit for salvation...
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Spirits: You got lost, with her -
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— You have become among the shadows...
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Here and there I heard
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Your voice, but I saw a flame, a flame!
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Spirits won't let go
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If I lose the thread. |
I knew!
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Perfume: Where I got lost, with her -
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— You have become among the shadows...
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Perfume: Wrong day and wrong hour.
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Why did you disturb us?
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Would leave it to us,
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Then he would have saved himself.
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From the darkness I call
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Your name, but my voice is melting...
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Stay or disappear
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In this darkness of the abyss?! |