[00:14.84]How often she has gazed from castle windows all
[00:20.02]And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall
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[00:26.07]With no one to heed her call
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[00:39.49]The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun
[00:43.43]
[00:44.73]And in a lonely moment, those embers will be gone
[00:49.23]
[00:50.85]And the last of all the young birds flown
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[01:03.77]Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before
[01:08.82]
[01:09.57]To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door
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[01:15.62]But those days will last no more
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[02:13.93]Tomorrow, at this hour, she will be far away
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[02:20.86]Much farther than these islands, for the lonely Fotheringay