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Kajanus |
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You look a little tired, my dear |
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And quite unlike yourself, I see a tear |
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Falling down across your slender face |
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May I give your hand a little kiss |
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And will you let me stay and reminisce |
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About your world of ballerinas |
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For I remember you gliding across the stage |
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With lights all shining down on you |
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And the crowd that you adored |
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Would always beg for more |
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Dancing, just a little girl and her dancing |
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Who had won the world with her dancing |
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You always dreamed of ballerinas |
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Dancing, I guess your home has been your dancing |
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And now you feel alone without your dancing |
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But will you stay, and dance for me? |
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Will you stay with me? |
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But you've reached the heights, you've had the calls |
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You've danced for kings and queens in famous halls |
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You've lived in a world of lights |
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So now, you shouldn't cry, but look ahead |
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And won't you let me take you home instead |
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So I can give you some tips from an old dreamer |
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For the best of all dreams are the dreams for two |
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And I've been so in love with you |
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So let the young win the stage |
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So we can turn the page |
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Dancing, just a little girl and her dancing |
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Who had won the world with her dancing |
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You always dreamed of ballerinas |
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Dancing, I guess your home has been your dancing |
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And now you feel alone without your dancing |
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But will you stay, and dance for me? |
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Will you stay with me? |