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When the last eagle flies
Over the last crumbling mountain,
And the last lion roars
At the last dusty fountain,
In the shadow of the forest,
Though she may be old and worn
They would stare unbelieving
At the last unicorn.
When the first breath of winter
Through the flowers is icy,
And you look to the north,
And a pale moon is rising.
And it seems like all is dying,
And would leave the world to mourn,
In the distance, hear the laughter,
It's the last unicorn!
When the last moon is cast
Over the last star of morning,
And the future has passed
Without even a last desperate warning.
Then look into the sky, where through the clouds
a path is formed.
You can see her, how she sparkles,
It's the last unicorn!
I'm alive,
I'm alive.
It's the last unicorn.
It's the last unicorn!