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Linger on, oh waning moon |
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This midnight hour has come much too soon |
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By the crystal lake we stand with our names in the sand |
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Believe me, my Love: I will wait for you |
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And I will return if you still want me, too |
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With the song of the nightswan |
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And I'll be in heaven! |
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The lark heralds the break of day |
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No longer by my side can you stay |
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In shrouded mists you disappear like a ghost bayadere |
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Where are you my Love? I'm calling your name |
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This spell can be broke: Love's ignited the flame |
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Like the song of the nightswan |
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And I'll be in heaven! |
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Oh, believe me, my Love, I will stand |
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laying siege to this fortress of time |
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With the glory of you in my heart |
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charge before the sun touches the rime |
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The Beltane fires upon the hill |
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Your hand in mine by the old water-mill |
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Fairles sing our wedding soung, now the moon lingers on |
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Stay with me, my Love, my Angel, my Life |
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We walked this dark maze so now we will fly |
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On the wings of the nightswan |
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And we'll be in heaven |
