| Light of moon is falling through the evening curtains
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| Glittering when finding jewels, gold and all
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| Strolling in excesses, fancy suits and dresses
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| Raising our glasses to the palace ball
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| Follow me Johanna
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| Join me in a toast
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| Not so fast, Helena
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| Where is our host?
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| Over there, I see him
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| Elegance and pride
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| Let us go to greet him
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| Look into his eyes
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| Enchanting, yes it is to meet Madame again
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| Allow me now to kiss your tender little hand
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| Such an honor, Caesar, to kneel here at your feet
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| Next to me, my sister, I wish for you to meet
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| This must be Johanna
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| Your eyes do mine entrance
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| May I have the pleasure to offer you a dance?
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| Like wings you cross the air of our tune
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| As night birds do when tides obey the moon
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| Deeper is your soul than a waterfall
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| Drowning in your memory of God
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| To dance among the somber shadows
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| Pain shall be the drying sun of every rain
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| What have you to show?
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| Powers from below
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| Powers that are dangling from a string
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| Light and darkness are the chords we play
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| Two melodies will find a common way
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| Listen I will not to this evil plot, Caesar
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| So I thank you for this dance
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| Light of moon is falling through the evening curtains
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| Glittering when finding jewels, gold and all
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| The silence is unbroken, a million words unspoken
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| By sleeping ghosts awoken at the palace ball |