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Tired to ride in the royal hunt
To listen sweet lies that I am wont
I am the prince! The future king!
Boomed in my head my mother's voice
Take to wife! should be my choice
Oh, cruel fate! That my soul hate!
To forget all I fled into the woods
Searching preys goods
Then I saw the lake Lost in the deep forest
And its water chorused
An odd melody
Swans of nice white feather on the dusk
Swam in a dance in harmonious masque
Hunter I am!
My bow was prepared
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Like a night tide
Together we cried
Our lips sealed its secrets way
And my doubts died
But when came the dawn
My dream sank covered by dark waters
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The Rothboart's curse will be broken
The Rothbart's curse broken
Our spirits will be free
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Forever our spirits will be free
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