Days turn into weeks, months and years.
Time is a plague and it heals no wounds.
Where, where did you take her,
My beloved friend, where did you take him.
I am still sitting here
And pondering questions I cannot understand.
The answers are like wishes I will never get.
Why you never came home,
My beloved friend, You never came home again.
I wandered homeward through a verdant grove.
Where the mists gathered in the twilight.
I heard violin playing as I approached the village.
But there in a clearing was the strangest sight.
A fairy who dances so beautiful and free.
She hums notes to the most beautiful melody.
By the shore of the forest pond there stood a strange man.
And with a violin in his hand, he bound me with sorcery.
For when the magician plays his enchantment so ng.
The rarest notes ever heard.
Dancing with the fairies becomes like a compulsion.
Until I lose my understanding ¥nd
Until you lose your mind
But when dawn approaches I finally rest.
The violin has fallen silent and the dance has ended.
And straw The witch drags me down into her depths.
Where I become free, I become free.
From the dance of the fairies.
Days became weeks, months and Years.
Time was a plague and it didn't heal any wounds.
You sat there so alone in the glow of the tallow tank.
And with the knife in your hand vein you cut open your vein.
I tried in vain to reach you in your dream.
And tell me my fate but you got none sleep.
That by the shore of the forest pond there stood a strange man.
And with a violin in his hand, he bound me with sorcery.
For when straw The witch plays her enchanting song.
The rarest notes ever heard.
Dancing with the fairies becomes like a compulsion.
Until I lose my mind
Until you lose your mind
But when dawn approaches I finally get to rest.
The violin has fallen silent and the dance finished.
And the electrician now pulls me down into his depths.
Where I become free, I become free.
From the dance of the fairies.
These enchanted notes that entice you to dance.
Once they've taken hold, you don't stand a chance.
So when the electrician plays his beautiful melody.
Then you'd probably do best to quickly pass by.

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