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Dark Moor - Swan Lake Autumnal(2009) Spanish Neo-Classical/Power Metal band from Madrid. Lyrics: Her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman Forever her soul will be a swan Until She feels The love of nobleman In swan lake In swan lake 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 it's 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 [Bridge] But her beauty was shown me in the depth Spouting, silent, from the lake And her pale look kept a sad poem Lost in despair Dragged into the wa
